Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Croatia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Quadrant to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
The Beau Brummels,
the Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slits,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yaz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Masters at Work,
The Offenders,
La Düsseldorf,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Techniques,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül,
Metal Thangz,
Harmonia,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
Laurel Aitken,
Tres Demented,
Intrusion,
Lalann,
Tears for Fears,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jacques Brel,
Tom Boy,
Buzzcocks,
Camberwell Now,
Scan 7,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
Pantytec,
Cecil Taylor,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Dave Gahan,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
The Fire Engines,
Porter Ricks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Liliput,
the Association,
Blossom Toes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bad Manners,
Robert Görl,
Young Marble Giants,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Oblivians,
Crash Course in Science,
Rites of Spring,
Nico,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.