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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb 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 Aural Exciters to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day 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?
Skarface,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Franke,
Icehouse,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Vainqueur,
The Mojo Men,
The Trojans,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quando Quango,
PIL,
Jandek,
Mars,
Boz Scaggs,
Toni Rubio,
Siglo XX,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-102,
Howard Jones,
Oneida,
David Bowie,
Joey Negro,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bill Near,
Agitation Free,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hashim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
The Busters,
Accadde A,
L. Decosne,
Zapp,
Mr. Review,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
Das Ding,
JFA,
The New Christs,
Slave,
Bronski Beat,
MDC,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Oblivians,
Skaos,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Jacques Brel,
the Germs,
The Pretty Things,
Negative Approach,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.