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 Malawi and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
OOIOO,
Althea and Donna,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dave Gahan,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Khruangbin,
The Music Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kurtis Blow,
Vainqueur,
Don Cherry,
Pantaleimon,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Davy DMX,
The Fall,
Marmalade,
Outsiders,
Roxy Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ossler,
The Cure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Siglo XX,
Kayak,
Symarip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wings,
The Knickerbockers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Victims,
Slave,
Kas Product,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ornette Coleman,
Unwound,
Metal Thangz,
Basic Channel,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Maleditus Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fire Engines,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
The Zeros,
The Evens,
the Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Animal Collective,
Scion,
The Sonics,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.