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 Belarus and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lightning Bolt to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Little Man,
Panda Bear,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
Ronan,
Soft Cell,
Metal Thangz,
The Gap Band,
E-Dancer,
Slave,
The Sound,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Fluxion,
Chris Corsano,
a-ha,
Tears for Fears,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick May,
The Happenings,
X-102,
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
Mr. Review,
Mars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ossler,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
The Vogues,
Liliput,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
Bush Tetras,
Hot Snakes,
The Gun Club,
Pylon,
Rod Modell,
Marvin Gaye,
Yusef Lateef,
Blancmange,
Godley & Creme,
Terry Callier,
Neu!,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Clear Light,
R.M.O.,
Zapp,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.