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 Indonesia and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Janne Schatter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxette,
Sun City Girls,
Pole,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust,
Deepchord,
Magma,
B.T. Express,
Rakim,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sparks,
Minutemen,
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Happenings,
John Holt,
The Velvet Underground,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Parrish,
Joe Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
This Heat,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erykah Badu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Scientists,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Sheep,
David Bowie,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Country Teasers,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quadrant,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick May,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Searchers,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.