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 Uruguay and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 PIL to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Bang On A Can,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Archie Shepp,
ABBA,
Severed Heads,
Eddi Front,
Tom Boy,
Chrome,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
Rapeman,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Camouflage,
Kevin Saunderson,
Siglo XX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Black Bananas,
The Slackers,
Ultravox,
Junior Murvin,
Monks,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gap Band,
Sun City Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ice-T,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Maurizio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Seeds,
Todd Terry,
Young Marble Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
Pere Ubu,
the Soft Cell,
Smog,
Traffic Nightmare,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Section 25,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.