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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Maurizio to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Cure,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
Groovy Waters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station,
Man Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
The Sound,
Oneida,
K-Klass,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Schoolly D,
Severed Heads,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oblivians,
Black Pus,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
The Leaves,
Ituana,
CMW,
Organ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
David Axelrod,
Spandau Ballet,
Ken Boothe,
Bush Tetras,
Thompson Twins,
Dead Boys,
The Last Poets,
Porter Ricks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Japan,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
Mr. Review,
Siglo XX,
Lou Christie,
Lalann,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Cramps,
Soft Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June Days,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Bar-Kays,
Simply Red,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suicide,
DJ Sneak,
Q65,
Ultravox,
Darondo,
PIL,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.