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 India and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the techno 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Soft Machine,
Swell Maps,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cal Tjader,
Nils Olav,
Neu!,
Bootsy Collins,
Model 500,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marine Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Scrapy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Severed Heads,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
Spandau Ballet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skriet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rapeman,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Terry,
Average White Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Starr,
the Bar-Kays,
Shoche,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
Warren Ellis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Banda Bassotti,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pretty Things,
Buzzcocks,
June Days,
Mandrill,
Bobby Womack,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.