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 Azerbaijan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Five Americans to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
E-Dancer,
Bush Tetras,
The Wake,
Make Up,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
The Leaves,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiohead,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cowsills,
The Human League,
Duran Duran,
Cluster,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magma,
Kaleidoscope,
Iggy Pop,
Mars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sugar Minott,
Subhumans,
The Knickerbockers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Deadbeat,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Aural Exciters,
Stiv Bators,
kango's stein massive,
The Blues Magoos,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
DJ Sneak,
Gichy Dan,
The Dirtbombs,
John Holt,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Slick Rick,
cv313,
The Standells,
The Gladiators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Maurizio,
Visage,
The Monochrome Set,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.