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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Mo-Dettes,
Masters at Work,
Toni Rubio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül II,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anthony Braxton,
The Music Machine,
Ten City,
Ohio Players,
Sam Rivers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Pylon,
The Doors,
Dark Day,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
The Star Department,
Trumans Water,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cecil Taylor,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Letta Mbulu,
Stetsasonic,
a-ha,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yellowson,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Spoonie Gee,
Henry Cow,
Al Stewart,
Kaleidoscope,
The Seeds,
Lungfish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Urselle,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.