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 Korea North and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Moebius,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Parry Music,
John Foxx,
the Bar-Kays,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Green,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Young Marble Giants,
Lyres,
Dual Sessions,
Adolescents,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Babytalk,
Visage,
Byron Stingily,
Flipper,
Dead Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maurizio,
Freddie Wadling,
Suburban Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Velvet Underground,
Organ,
Swell Maps,
Can,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pussy Galore,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Kinks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spandau Ballet,
The Index,
Tom Boy,
Joey Negro,
Gang of Four,
The Real Kids,
Stiv Bators,
Negative Approach,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
8 Eyed Spy,
Colin Newman,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.