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 Australia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Index to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Aaron Thompson,
The Misunderstood,
Cymande,
Soulsonic Force,
Visage,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Circle Jerks,
The Neon Judgement,
Symarip,
Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Chris Corsano,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Soft Cell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Panda Bear,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tubeway Army,
The Fall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Idris Muhammad,
Saccharine Trust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Don Cherry,
Neu!,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
The Barracudas,
Sixth Finger,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Slits,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yaz,
Steve Hackett,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
Duran Duran,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
Stereo Dub,
Albert Ayler,
Nico,
The Seeds,
Tommy Roe,
The Associates,
Matthew Halsall,
Depeche Mode,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Theoretical Girls,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.