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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Freddie Wadling to the disco 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Erasure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Susan Cadogan,
Steve Hackett,
Minutemen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
Cybotron,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Slave,
Boogie Down Productions,
Niagra,
Lucky Dragons,
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker,
The Mojo Men,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
Boredoms,
Faraquet,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Echospace,
Anakelly,
Cymande,
Morten Harket,
Procol Harum,
Ultra Naté,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Depeche Mode,
Silicon Teens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Offenders,
Joey Negro,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most,
Supertramp,
Johnny Osbourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lyres,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.