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 Azerbaijan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cal Tjader to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Nik Kershaw,
Gabor Szabo,
Aaron Thompson,
Section 25,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Litter,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
The Slackers,
Arcadia,
Brass Construction,
The Kinks,
The Fall,
The Walker Brothers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MDC,
Scion,
Marmalade,
The Trojans,
Darondo,
10cc,
Pulsallama,
Groovy Waters,
Terry Callier,
The Dave Clark Five,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
Metal Thangz,
Stiv Bators,
Letta Mbulu,
Eden Ahbez,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Last Poets,
Scientists,
Rekid,
L. Decosne,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare,
Sister Nancy,
Sex Pistols,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Absolute Body Control,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Black Dice,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Archie Shepp,
Deadbeat,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.