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 Senegal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlback,
Chrome,
Freddie Wadling,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
Silicon Teens,
Duran Duran,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
Easy Going,
Gang Gang Dance,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
Nik Kershaw,
The Slits,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
These Immortal Souls,
Sällskapet,
The Stooges,
Half Japanese,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Theoretical Girls,
Goldenarms,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Sherman,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
The Star Department,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quadrant,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nirvana,
Animal Collective,
The Busters,
Alphaville,
Technova,
Pulsallama,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Index,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
Wally Richardson,
Graham Central Station,
Robert Hood,
Magazine,
Quando Quango,
Fluxion,
Agent Orange,
Youth Brigade,
Siglo XX,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul II Soul,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.