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 Kiribati and from Accra.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Altered Images to the crunk 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
ABC,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sarah Menescal,
Adolescents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Graham Central Station,
New York Dolls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
DJ Style,
the Swans,
Jandek,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boredoms,
Fear,
Monks,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Ohio Players,
Fugazi,
The Alarm Clocks,
Godley & Creme,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
Khruangbin,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker,
The Offenders,
Soul II Soul,
Los Fastidios,
Pulsallama,
Ludus,
The Black Dice,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
a-ha,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
Black Moon,
Minor Threat,
The Smoke,
Dark Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Lyres,
Blancmange,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.