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 Mauritania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Soft Cell to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shoche,
Lyres,
Unwound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mummies,
Half Japanese,
Isaac Hayes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Clarke,
Duran Duran,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan,
Kerri Chandler,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Oblivians,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Shadows of Knight,
Junior Murvin,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Schoolly D,
Quadrant,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Bobby Sherman,
Guru Guru,
the Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Knickerbockers,
Severed Heads,
Heaven 17,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Litter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
Fela Kuti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Byron Stingily,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eddi Front,
Arab on Radar,
Iggy Pop,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.