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 Comoros and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Derrick Morgan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Echospace,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
Fear,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Smiths,
The Buckinghams,
Organ,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Remains,
The Gories,
Motorama,
Boredoms,
Underground Resistance,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Görl,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Popol Vuh,
The Grass Roots,
The Electric Prunes,
The Skatalites,
Marvin Gaye,
The Red Krayola,
Peter & Gordon,
Crash Course in Science,
Mantronix,
Hasil Adkins,
Nirvana,
The Cure,
8 Eyed Spy,
OOIOO,
Ultravox,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joe Finger,
JFA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
Ultra Naté,
Grey Daturas,
Ponytail,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mars,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
Minny Pops,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.