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 El Salvador and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Flesh Eaters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Moebius,
Crispy Ambulance,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Tommy Roe,
Josef K,
New York Dolls,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Bad Manners,
F. McDonald,
Sexual Harrassment,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Index,
Michelle Simonal,
K-Klass,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sonics,
PIL,
Neu!,
Supertramp,
Section 25,
Altered Images,
Dual Sessions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
L. Decosne,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Dark Day,
DJ Sneak,
Malaria!,
Second Layer,
Aaron Thompson,
New Order,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shoche,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fela Kuti,
Y Pants,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monolake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Stooges,
The Motions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.