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 Grenada and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Birthday Party to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Kas Product,
Reagan Youth,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quando Quango,
Warsaw,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Victims,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grauzone,
Marcia Griffiths,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Schoolly D,
X-102,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick Morgan,
Motorama,
The Searchers,
Buzzcocks,
The Human League,
Jacques Brel,
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
Lower 48,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quadrant,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
John Lydon,
Panda Bear,
Mr. Review,
Nik Kershaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Accadde A,
Television Personalities,
Youth Brigade,
CMW,
The Gap Band,
Funkadelic,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Delta 5,
The Monochrome Set,
Ponytail,
Jerry's Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.