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 Suriname and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
The American Breed,
David Axelrod,
The Litter,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
Rapeman,
Qualms,
Johnny Clarke,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
Negative Approach,
Byron Stingily,
Faust,
Fat Boys,
The Five Americans,
Scientists,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
Public Enemy,
Spandau Ballet,
Nik Kershaw,
Graham Central Station,
Franke,
Robert Görl,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Sherman,
Barry Ungar,
Black Moon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
The United States of America,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Bourne,
Kas Product,
Susan Cadogan,
Livin' Joy,
the Swans,
Sam Rivers,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai,
The Knickerbockers,
ABC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.