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 Lebanon and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 June of 44 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neu!,
Black Moon,
The Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul II Soul,
Interpol,
Wally Richardson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Maleditus Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Durutti Column,
Saccharine Trust,
Tres Demented,
Bad Manners,
Pierre Henry,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
EPMD,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sällskapet,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
The Victims,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Model 500,
Stereo Dub,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
Simply Red,
Procol Harum,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.