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 Malta and from London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Dave Clark Five to the jazz 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Alphaville,
The Pop Group,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
Carl Craig,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultravox,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
James White and The Blacks,
Scan 7,
Siglo XX,
Babytalk,
Pole,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nico,
The Searchers,
Public Enemy,
Shoche,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Stereo Dub,
Harpers Bizarre,
ABBA,
Scott Walker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alice Coltrane,
Tres Demented,
Minnie Riperton,
the Soft Cell,
David Axelrod,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
Juan Atkins,
The Buckinghams,
Yazoo,
Japan,
The Seeds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mars,
The J.B.'s,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Neon Judgement,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Newcleus,
David Bowie,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
The Beau Brummels,
Swell Maps,
Grauzone,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.