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 Belize and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shoche to the electroclash 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Camberwell Now,
The Human League,
Altered Images,
Aural Exciters,
Roxette,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Althea and Donna,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faraquet,
Suburban Knight,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
Khruangbin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultra Naté,
Don Cherry,
Supertramp,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Urselle,
Von Mondo,
Pussy Galore,
Amon Düül,
Crooked Eye,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
Black Bananas,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Jandek,
Radio Birdman,
Oblivians,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
Hashim,
Yusef Lateef,
Panda Bear,
The Five Americans,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Bush Tetras,
Sex Pistols,
Hoover,
DJ Style,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Lynne,
Babytalk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grauzone,
Wolf Eyes,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.