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 Italy and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Camberwell Now to the rock 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
Infiniti,
The Mummies,
Bobby Womack,
The Martian,
Loose Ends,
Ice-T,
Sandy B,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tres Demented,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed,
the Association,
Swans,
The Modern Lovers,
Suburban Knight,
Heaven 17,
Rakim,
Niagra,
Spoonie Gee,
The Invisible,
The Cure,
Jerry's Kids,
Rites of Spring,
Hashim,
Cecil Taylor,
Sugar Minott,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Finger,
Brass Construction,
The Divine Comedy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camouflage,
Marvin Gaye,
Pagans,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fat Boys,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Alphaville,
Adolescents,
Howard Jones,
Goldenarms,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick May,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kayak,
Stereo Dub,
The Last Poets,
The American Breed,
Nirvana,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.