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 Argentina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Godley & Creme to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cure,
Porter Ricks,
Ultravox,
Average White Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Henry Cow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Drexciya,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ten City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Junior Murvin,
Amazonics,
Bobby Sherman,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Doors,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Durutti Column,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Guru Guru,
The Tremeloes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rites of Spring,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
The Leaves,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moby Grape,
The Moody Blues,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Sheep,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kurtis Blow,
Tommy Roe,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Soulsonic Force,
X-102,
David McCallum,
Nils Olav,
Thee Headcoats,
The Saints,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Techniques,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.