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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sixth Finger to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
Moby Grape,
John Lydon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
Ossler,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Mantronix,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Flipper,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bootsy Collins,
Icehouse,
Easy Going,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Görl,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
Pantytec,
Arcadia,
Depeche Mode,
Donald Byrd,
Little Man,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
The Young Rascals,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Zero Boys,
Mark Hollis,
The Happenings,
Crash Course in Science,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans,
the Association,
Slave,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.