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 Finland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Metal Thangz,
MDC,
Judy Mowatt,
X-102,
The Invisible,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Silicon Teens,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Deadbeat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scientists,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Magazine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Pet Shop Boys,
Altered Images,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wire,
The Names,
Symarip,
Au Pairs,
Funkadelic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
Severed Heads,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Sam Rivers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
Mantronix,
CMW,
Janne Schatter,
Pulsallama,
Darondo,
The Sonics,
Eden Ahbez,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Green,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.