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 Honduras and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soft Cell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Deakin,
The Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
World's Most,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fortunes,
Toni Rubio,
Ornette Coleman,
Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cluster,
Arcadia,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
Oneida,
Erasure,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Swell Maps,
The Doors,
Clear Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marine Girls,
Severed Heads,
U.S. Maple,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Anakelly,
Scratch Acid,
The Martian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Pagans,
Aswad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sällskapet,
Stiv Bators,
Wasted Youth,
Bauhaus,
AZ,
Mission of Burma,
Black Bananas,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Terry,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
John Holt,
Ken Boothe,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
The Remains,
Chrome,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.