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 Saudi Arabia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Graham Central Station to the techno 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band 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?
Steve Hackett,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Invisible,
Pere Ubu,
Blake Baxter,
Alphaville,
Vladislav Delay,
Lindisfarne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Don Cherry,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wasted Youth,
Tim Buckley,
Skriet,
OOIOO,
Scan 7,
Little Man,
Juan Atkins,
Angry Samoans,
10cc,
The Fall,
Icehouse,
A Certain Ratio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Toni Rubio,
John Foxx,
Yazoo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Babytalk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ossler,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monochrome Set,
Saccharine Trust,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mr. Review,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Charles Mingus,
The Offenders,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
The Names,
Cheater Slicks,
Faraquet,
ABC,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anakelly,
Sound Behaviour,
Lee Hazlewood,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.