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 Slovenia and from London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Cybotron to the techno 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Das Ding,
Radiohead,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Swans,
The Real Kids,
Stetsasonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
EPMD,
Fad Gadget,
Grauzone,
The Stooges,
LL Cool J,
Hardrive,
The Kinks,
Skaos,
The Grass Roots,
Amazonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deadbeat,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Iggy Pop,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
The Victims,
Lower 48,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dead C,
Deepchord,
The Divine Comedy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pussy Galore,
Janne Schatter,
The Gladiators,
Sonic Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Los Fastidios,
Black Sheep,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
The Birthday Party,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aural Exciters,
Jandek,
Kenny Larkin,
Alison Limerick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Judy Mowatt,
Tres Demented,
Icehouse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Model 500,
The Offenders,
Todd Terry,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.