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 Iran and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
In Retrospect,
Procol Harum,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Halsall,
China Crisis,
David McCallum,
Robert Görl,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Neon Judgement,
MDC,
Rotary Connection,
World's Most,
Underground Resistance,
Surgeon,
Ronan,
Nirvana,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Copeland,
the Fania All-Stars,
The American Breed,
Black Pus,
Marc Almond,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marine Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Groovy Waters,
The Invisible,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Japan,
Motorama,
Lucky Dragons,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Make Up,
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu,
Pole,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slave,
The Martian,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultravox,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
a-ha,
Josef K,
Hardrive,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.