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 Japan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Scan 7,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sound,
Franke,
Bob Dylan,
Steve Hackett,
Jacques Brel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Count Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
Sun Ra,
Cymande,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
Lakeside,
Piero Umiliani,
The Kinks,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
The Knickerbockers,
China Crisis,
Black Sheep,
Scratch Acid,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
Dual Sessions,
Blancmange,
Magma,
Marshall Jefferson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eddi Front,
The Velvet Underground,
Drexciya,
Erykah Badu,
Davy DMX,
Alice Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Silicon Teens,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
Scientists,
Nico,
Prince Buster,
Panda Bear,
The Cure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yazoo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yellowson,
Pole,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slick Rick,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
The Motions,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.