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 Guinea-Bissau and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 crunk 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deepchord,
D'Angelo,
cv313,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
Kerri Chandler,
Loose Ends,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mantronix,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Smooth,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Quantec,
MC5,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gladiators,
The Birthday Party,
Barry Ungar,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bronski Beat,
UT,
Iggy Pop,
Lalann,
Pole,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Lynne,
Albert Ayler,
In Retrospect,
Alison Limerick,
Yazoo,
Bobby Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
The Grass Roots,
Mandrill,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dead C,
Section 25,
The Cramps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ice-T,
Supertramp,
Roxy Music,
X-102,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.