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 Rwanda and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the dance 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Martian,
H. Thieme,
Blossom Toes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Porter Ricks,
Jandek,
Rakim,
Bush Tetras,
Pole,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
AZ,
a-ha,
Youth Brigade,
The Skatalites,
Lebanon Hanover,
Niagra,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Hill,
Surgeon,
MC5,
Joey Negro,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pere Ubu,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Sam Rivers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brick,
Bauhaus,
Talk Talk,
Suburban Knight,
Kerrie Biddell,
Al Stewart,
Ultravox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
Minor Threat,
Archie Shepp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
the Germs,
The Names,
Dave Gahan,
New Order,
The Cure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
David McCallum,
Gong,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.