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 Greece and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Detroit Cobras to the punk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
The Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marmalade,
Shoche,
Kurtis Blow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barclay James Harvest,
Desert Stars,
The New Christs,
Blossom Toes,
The Gap Band,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
a-ha,
The Fortunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Maleditus Sound,
Gong,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nirvana,
Reuben Wilson,
Popol Vuh,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rites of Spring,
Hardrive,
Cameo,
Ronnie Foster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Basic Channel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry's Kids,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neu!,
Chrome,
The Buckinghams,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade,
Pussy Galore,
Easy Going,
Rosa Yemen,
Sonic Youth,
Moss Icon,
Roxy Music,
Moby Grape,
The Alarm Clocks,
Index,
Jawbox,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Underground Resistance,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Style,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.