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 Guyana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lower 48 to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cluster,
The Black Dice,
Magazine,
The Move,
Liliput,
Nick Fraelich,
Sarah Menescal,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Martian,
Kenny Larkin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gories,
Nirvana,
Nas,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül,
Yellowson,
Panda Bear,
T.S.O.L.,
Lower 48,
Stetsasonic,
Wally Richardson,
The Techniques,
Erasure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Index,
R.M.O.,
Soft Cell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Zapp,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Walker Brothers,
Fluxion,
Monks,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
Procol Harum,
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
The Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Jeff Mills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Scan 7,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Saints,
The Fall,
Barbara Tucker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mantronix,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stereo Dub,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.