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 Australia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
Kerri Chandler,
Josef K,
Animal Collective,
David Axelrod,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
The Pretty Things,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Modern Lovers,
The Martian,
Warren Ellis,
The Dead C,
Boredoms,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
JFA,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Pus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Chris Corsano,
The Move,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ralphi Rosario,
Archie Shepp,
Visage,
Don Cherry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
Newcleus,
Lindisfarne,
Flipper,
Moebius,
MDC,
LL Cool J,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fluxion,
The Red Krayola,
Rapeman,
Arab on Radar,
The Kinks,
Mandrill,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
The Neon Judgement,
Vladislav Delay,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.