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 Grenada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Bananas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vainqueur,
Eurythmics,
Colin Newman,
AZ,
Adolescents,
Skarface,
Clear Light,
Magma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
Zero Boys,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doors,
Shuggie Otis,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eddi Front,
Toni Rubio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Excepter,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
The American Breed,
These Immortal Souls,
Eli Mardock,
Nas,
Aural Exciters,
Motorama,
Urselle,
The Martian,
Barrington Levy,
Simply Red,
Crash Course in Science,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
Maleditus Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
The Stooges,
Susan Cadogan,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
T. Rex,
Terry Callier,
Banda Bassotti,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.