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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gap Band to the grime 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Robert Hood,
Rotary Connection,
Joe Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül,
Gang Starr,
Ronnie Foster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cheater Slicks,
The Slackers,
The Divine Comedy,
John Lydon,
Graham Central Station,
Newcleus,
Sandy B,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erasure,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Sheep,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Star Department,
The Fortunes,
Rod Modell,
Q65,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultra Naté,
Vainqueur,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
the Germs,
Severed Heads,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jawbox,
DJ Style,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Kerri Chandler,
Franke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joyce Sims,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
F. McDonald,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
Stereo Dub,
Liliput,
Deakin,
The Human League,
Interpol,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.