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 Guinea and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Swans to the grime 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
The Velvet Underground,
Liliput,
KRS-One,
Bob Dylan,
Symarip,
Bush Tetras,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Guru Guru,
Underground Resistance,
Delon & Dalcan,
LL Cool J,
Susan Cadogan,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jacob Miller,
The Misunderstood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Axelrod,
cv313,
The Mojo Men,
Oneida,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gladiators,
The Fall,
the Normal,
the Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
Public Enemy,
Minnie Riperton,
Althea and Donna,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arab on Radar,
Stereo Dub,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
Nation of Ulysses,
Alison Limerick,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
Siglo XX,
Wasted Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Basic Channel,
Talk Talk,
Jandek,
Television,
The Evens,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.