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 Netherlands and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Mad Mike to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Nick Fraelich,
Rod Modell,
Excepter,
Gong,
Lower 48,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry's Kids,
Angry Samoans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Steve Hackett,
Bauhaus,
Suicide,
Outsiders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
The Count Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mr. Review,
Roxette,
The Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pagans,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
Yusef Lateef,
Icehouse,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ken Boothe,
The Mojo Men,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
the Normal,
Aloha Tigers,
CMW,
Marine Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül II,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Lyres,
The Victims,
A Certain Ratio,
Godley & Creme,
Joy Division,
Joe Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.