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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Moebius to the grunge 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skriet,
The Gun Club,
FM Einheit,
Sound Behaviour,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
Mo-Dettes,
Patti Smith,
Crime,
The Residents,
the Slits,
Funky Four + One,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
the Normal,
Tropical Tobacco,
Motorama,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Soulsonic Force,
Minor Threat,
Bang On A Can,
the Sonics,
Joy Division,
Rufus Thomas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Evens,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Mills,
Cymande,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Terry,
The Dead C,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Moss Icon,
Ultravox,
Spoonie Gee,
Traffic Nightmare,
Infiniti,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Happenings,
Freddie Wadling,
The Human League,
Lou Christie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
Lalann,
Quando Quango,
The Mummies,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.