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 Peru 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Reagan Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Siglo XX,
The Tremeloes,
Arab on Radar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
Lindisfarne,
Neil Young,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
Kas Product,
Godley & Creme,
The Five Americans,
The Sound,
Nils Olav,
the Association,
Clear Light,
The Seeds,
Negative Approach,
The Busters,
OOIOO,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Bar-Kays,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cure,
Mark Hollis,
Hoover,
The Remains,
Unwound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Liliput,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roxette,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Lalann,
Glenn Branca,
Bluetip,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Leonard Cohen,
Janne Schatter,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Residents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dennis Brown,
Angry Samoans,
Icehouse,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.