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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gang Green to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott Heron,
Todd Terry,
The Red Krayola,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
Thompson Twins,
JFA,
Masters at Work,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Golliwogs,
Rakim,
Gang of Four,
the Association,
Organ,
Zapp,
Deadbeat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Au Pairs,
The Real Kids,
Surgeon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Average White Band,
The Barracudas,
AZ,
The J.B.'s,
The Cramps,
Amazonics,
Gang Starr,
Lindisfarne,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
EPMD,
Dave Gahan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
The Doors,
OOIOO,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glenn Branca,
The Smoke,
Alice Coltrane,
Drexciya,
Pulsallama,
John Coltrane,
The Young Rascals,
Cameo,
X-102,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Sneak,
Prince Buster,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.