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 Madagascar and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Spandau Ballet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Colin Newman,
EPMD,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fire Engines,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Standells,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
Technova,
Matthew Bourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bauhaus,
Scan 7,
The Selecter,
Thee Headcoats,
Japan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fugs,
The Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Franke,
Chris & Cosey,
Grauzone,
Charles Mingus,
Average White Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dark Day,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Searchers,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pagans,
a-ha,
Jandek,
Fad Gadget,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DJ Style,
Cecil Taylor,
Zapp,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Donald Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Angry Samoans,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.