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 Georgia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sparks to the funk 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Basic Channel,
The Techniques,
Bronski Beat,
Joyce Sims,
F. McDonald,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
Subhumans,
Johnny Clarke,
The Leaves,
Mission of Burma,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Swell Maps,
Mark Hollis,
Gabor Szabo,
Whodini,
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
Pierre Henry,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Star Department,
the Soft Cell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Guru Guru,
Fugazi,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
Davy DMX,
Public Enemy,
The Divine Comedy,
Deepchord,
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
the Association,
Reagan Youth,
Rites of Spring,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Index,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.