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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lalo Schifrin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wasted Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marc Almond,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
Mary Jane Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Morten Harket,
Gichy Dan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Duran Duran,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
FM Einheit,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radio Birdman,
Max Romeo,
Glenn Branca,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
The Move,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yaz,
Unwound,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Ultravox,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alton Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Alarm Clocks,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fela Kuti,
Lucky Dragons,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantytec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tres Demented,
Janne Schatter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Liliput,
Bush Tetras,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Slits,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.