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 Kosovo and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jerry's Kids to the punk 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cramps,
Soft Machine,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
Public Enemy,
Eden Ahbez,
Todd Rundgren,
Michelle Simonal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sister Nancy,
Ponytail,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nils Olav,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ohio Players,
Kurtis Blow,
Kayak,
10cc,
Goldenarms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Nico,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
The Golliwogs,
Hot Snakes,
Oneida,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cameo,
The American Breed,
AZ,
Derrick Morgan,
Circle Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Flash Fearless,
Wire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Max Romeo,
New Order,
Wally Richardson,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.