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 Tuvalu and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Alphaville to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound 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?
Shuggie Otis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
Hoover,
Pagans,
The Motions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Little Man,
Depeche Mode,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Arcadia,
Jacques Brel,
F. McDonald,
Magma,
The Saints,
Juan Atkins,
Eli Mardock,
Avey Tare,
Todd Terry,
Groovy Waters,
Rod Modell,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
Q and Not U,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
U.S. Maple,
Rakim,
Cameo,
ABC,
Vladislav Delay,
Crime,
Sight & Sound,
The Red Krayola,
Boogie Down Productions,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
the Germs,
Byron Stingily,
Scan 7,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-101,
Josef K,
Television Personalities,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Techniques,
X-Ray Spex,
Clear Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tubeway Army,
Danielle Patucci,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.