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 Bahrain and from Columbus.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Normal to the electroclash 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
E-Dancer,
Eddi Front,
Freddie Wadling,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Stiv Bators,
Technova,
Spandau Ballet,
Infiniti,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sam Rivers,
Camouflage,
Can,
Tom Boy,
Godley & Creme,
The Saints,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Accadde A,
Average White Band,
The Modern Lovers,
PIL,
Drexciya,
Tim Buckley,
La Düsseldorf,
Deadbeat,
Zapp,
Magazine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Dead C,
Jawbox,
Mars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
Young Marble Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Throbbing Gristle,
a-ha,
Au Pairs,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül II,
Sarah Menescal,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra,
Animal Collective,
Talk Talk,
The Smiths,
Agitation Free,
Terry Callier,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.