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 Belize and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Man Parrish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Michelle Simonal,
Lungfish,
Shuggie Otis,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yusef Lateef,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Ludus,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joyce Sims,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Sneak,
Angry Samoans,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Excepter,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
X-Ray Spex,
Malaria!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pylon,
Simply Red,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brothers Johnson,
Joey Negro,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bronski Beat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun City Girls,
The Sound,
The New Christs,
Marshall Jefferson,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Mills,
Motorama,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
The Tremeloes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Smoke,
Camberwell Now,
The Associates,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dawn Penn,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Saints,
Saccharine Trust,
K-Klass,
Black Pus,
Visage,
Al Stewart,
Television Personalities,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.