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 Niger and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
Albert Ayler,
Jacob Miller,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Henry Cow,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thee Headcoats,
Deakin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
The Remains,
Guru Guru,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Hasil Adkins,
The Names,
Skriet,
Sister Nancy,
Ken Boothe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Man Parrish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
JFA,
Bang On A Can,
Janne Schatter,
Chrome,
Isaac Hayes,
Underground Resistance,
Agent Orange,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
Pharoah Sanders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slits,
Sparks,
Mission of Burma,
Dennis Brown,
Aural Exciters,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
The Smoke,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.