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 South Sudan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 New Age Steppers to the funk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiohead,
The Gories,
Mark Hollis,
The Busters,
Hot Snakes,
the Swans,
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Josef K,
Eric Copeland,
PIL,
Livin' Joy,
The Names,
Kurtis Blow,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Techniques,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Japan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Desert Stars,
Franke,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
Vainqueur,
CMW,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Khruangbin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Quantec,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
Nik Kershaw,
Todd Rundgren,
The Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pagans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pole,
The Standells,
OOIOO,
Cymande,
Model 500,
Deepchord,
Unwound,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.