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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Erasure to the rock 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mandrill,
The Dead C,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
Dual Sessions,
James White and The Blacks,
Average White Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Audionom,
Depeche Mode,
Main Source,
Glenn Branca,
The Barracudas,
Skriet,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
a-ha,
the Slits,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brass Construction,
Bluetip,
Duran Duran,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crooked Eye,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerrie Biddell,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Sneak,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Hood,
Skaos,
Ronnie Foster,
Magazine,
Subhumans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nils Olav,
Newcleus,
Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Flipper,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.