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 Portugal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dorothy Ashby,
Niagra,
Mark Hollis,
Tears for Fears,
kango's stein massive,
Aloha Tigers,
Al Stewart,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echospace,
June Days,
Subhumans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ituana,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
Kerrie Biddell,
Supertramp,
Lakeside,
The Knickerbockers,
Sam Rivers,
The Beau Brummels,
The Buckinghams,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
Rosa Yemen,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Womack,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
The Searchers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Rakim,
Intrusion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Minor Threat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blancmange,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Misunderstood,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.