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 San Marino and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Archie Shepp to the techno 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Alarm Clocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dead C,
Dual Sessions,
Smog,
Jerry's Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pagans,
Nirvana,
The Smoke,
The Real Kids,
Ronan,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
New Order,
KRS-One,
The Wake,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angry Samoans,
Little Man,
Erasure,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marine Girls,
The Cowsills,
Connie Case,
Clear Light,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Rakim,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
Sun City Girls,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pole,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Masters at Work,
The Durutti Column,
Roxette,
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
the Slits,
the Soft Cell,
The American Breed,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ituana,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.