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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nik Kershaw,
Neu!,
Popol Vuh,
Scrapy,
Section 25,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Monks,
Minutemen,
Rekid,
Ossler,
Mark Hollis,
Intrusion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brothers Johnson,
T. Rex,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Trumans Water,
Deepchord,
10cc,
Moss Icon,
Vladislav Delay,
Blake Baxter,
Joensuu 1685,
Funky Four + One,
The Fortunes,
Eurythmics,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Kas Product,
Brand Nubian,
David McCallum,
Dead Boys,
Morten Harket,
Quando Quango,
The Cure,
The Buckinghams,
Deadbeat,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
PIL,
Yellowson,
the Slits,
Soft Cell,
Half Japanese,
Harmonia,
Electric Prunes,
Oneida,
Robert Wyatt,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.