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 Ethiopia and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Television Personalities to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Neil Young,
Skarface,
Joy Division,
New York Dolls,
Parry Music,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flash Fearless,
Don Cherry,
Q and Not U,
Radiohead,
Pere Ubu,
Crash Course in Science,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Slave,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Derrick May,
Rekid,
Mars,
The Dirtbombs,
Monolake,
Motorama,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Moebius,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Michelle Simonal,
Echospace,
Max Romeo,
Faraquet,
Soft Cell,
Deadbeat,
Cymande,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scientists,
Stetsasonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bush Tetras,
Boredoms,
Yusef Lateef,
The Evens,
Zapp,
The Saints,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Todd Terry,
10cc,
The Star Department,
Moss Icon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.