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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cameo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Zero Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ituana,
The Birthday Party,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
Niagra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
Q65,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Tremeloes,
8 Eyed Spy,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
Derrick May,
Dave Gahan,
Matthew Halsall,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Silicon Teens,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
The Cramps,
The Fuzztones,
Barbara Tucker,
John Foxx,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minor Threat,
Scientists,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Sheep,
F. McDonald,
Franke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
Bill Near,
Slave,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Dolphy,
Section 25,
The Litter,
The Dead C,
Bobby Womack,
The Kinks,
Simply Red,
Henry Cow,
Arcadia,
Bronski Beat,
K-Klass,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.