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 Barbados and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Howard Jones to the grunge 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Motorama,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Bananas,
EPMD,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joy Division,
Crime,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Zero Boys,
Robert Hood,
X-101,
Harry Pussy,
Wasted Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Last Poets,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Symarip,
Anthony Braxton,
Malaria!,
D'Angelo,
The Monks,
Drexciya,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
One Last Wish,
Pussy Galore,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Monks,
MDC,
Urselle,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
DJ Style,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tim Buckley,
Throbbing Gristle,
New York Dolls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kaleidoscope,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.