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 Iran and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Alphaville to the disco 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
The Residents,
June Days,
Monks,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
OOIOO,
Lungfish,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Drexciya,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
The Barracudas,
K-Klass,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Whodini,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Urselle,
Nils Olav,
Mr. Review,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Howard Jones,
Von Mondo,
Mark Hollis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Average White Band,
Lakeside,
Rotary Connection,
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Dawn Penn,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harry Pussy,
Quadrant,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Crime,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Adolescents,
The Cure,
The J.B.'s,
Minor Threat,
Derrick May,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Magma,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.