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 Brazil and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bronski Beat to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Wyatt,
Depeche Mode,
Skriet,
Magazine,
The Moleskins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Graham Central Station,
Visage,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter and Kerry,
Janne Schatter,
Eurythmics,
Duran Duran,
Eric Copeland,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Roxy Music,
The Slackers,
Susan Cadogan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
The Mojo Men,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Shoche,
David Bowie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lucky Dragons,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
La Düsseldorf,
Schoolly D,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
Rapeman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Loose Ends,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Tremeloes,
Brand Nubian,
The Dirtbombs,
Cameo,
Motorama,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Grass Roots,
June of 44,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
Byron Stingily,
Cecil Taylor,
Tres Demented,
Tim Buckley,
the Normal,
Minny Pops,
Country Teasers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.