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 Croatia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Hashim to the rock 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
Sparks,
Roger Hodgson,
Outsiders,
The Slits,
10cc,
Absolute Body Control,
In Retrospect,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
Yellowson,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Audionom,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
Suburban Knight,
The Busters,
Leonard Cohen,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nik Kershaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Real Kids,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sällskapet,
Quadrant,
the Human League,
Marine Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chris Corsano,
Colin Newman,
The Remains,
Section 25,
Buzzcocks,
June Days,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Public Enemy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pere Ubu,
The Move,
The Techniques,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hasil Adkins,
Guru Guru,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.