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 Germany and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the disco 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Toni Rubio,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Jacques Brel,
Khruangbin,
Wire,
Absolute Body Control,
Nik Kershaw,
The Selecter,
Mad Mike,
Oblivians,
Bobby Sherman,
David Bowie,
Brothers Johnson,
The Vogues,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
Dual Sessions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barry Ungar,
Cymande,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Real Kids,
Interpol,
Aswad,
The Flesh Eaters,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
H. Thieme,
Pantytec,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Roxy Music,
Jandek,
Sonic Youth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
Moebius,
The Gladiators,
Pulsallama,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
DNA,
Second Layer,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.