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 Vietnam and from Columbus.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Cell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oneida,
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stockholm Monsters,
Masters at Work,
Talk Talk,
Crash Course in Science,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Hill,
Grauzone,
10cc,
Kas Product,
Sun City Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Jawbox,
Second Layer,
Eden Ahbez,
The Mummies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Altered Images,
Cecil Taylor,
Visage,
Agitation Free,
Scrapy,
Con Funk Shun,
The Human League,
Shoche,
Black Moon,
The American Breed,
Matthew Bourne,
Cheater Slicks,
Dave Gahan,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
the Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wings,
Angry Samoans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
Michelle Simonal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
The Star Department,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
UT,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.