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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pole to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne 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?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalann,
Stereo Dub,
Marvin Gaye,
Delta 5,
Vainqueur,
Severed Heads,
Radio Birdman,
Connie Case,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fat Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Make Up,
Liliput,
The New Christs,
Sound Behaviour,
Alton Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
Gabor Szabo,
10cc,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alison Limerick,
The Neon Judgement,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Simply Red,
X-101,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Sam Rivers,
The Sonics,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
Schoolly D,
Mantronix,
David Bowie,
Nils Olav,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
The Saints,
Funky Four + One,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Hood,
E-Dancer,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.