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 Armenia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Yazoo 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
The Barracudas,
Siglo XX,
10cc,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sound,
Audionom,
Angry Samoans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sound Behaviour,
The J.B.'s,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Godley & Creme,
UT,
Nirvana,
The Fugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scientists,
The Blues Magoos,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harry Pussy,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gories,
One Last Wish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
Pere Ubu,
The New Christs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
T. Rex,
Swell Maps,
Black Pus,
Rod Modell,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABC,
Pussy Galore,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
Marc Almond,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Newcleus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donald Byrd,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.