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 Belize and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Erasure to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket 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 electroclash 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Joe Smooth,
Deakin,
Livin' Joy,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
KRS-One,
Siglo XX,
The Cure,
Tubeway Army,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Leaves,
Motorama,
The Slackers,
Lightning Bolt,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cramps,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brass Construction,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Mills,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Cale,
Duran Duran,
The Buckinghams,
Erasure,
a-ha,
Stiv Bators,
The Walker Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Faraquet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Jerry's Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
Tears for Fears,
Negative Approach,
Guru Guru,
Outsiders,
R.M.O.,
The Five Americans,
T.S.O.L.,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans,
OOIOO,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
Warren Ellis,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.