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 Taiwan and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deadbeat to the disco 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultimate Spinach,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Subhumans,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
Gang of Four,
Q and Not U,
Surgeon,
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fall,
Marmalade,
Todd Terry,
Zero Boys,
Moby Grape,
David McCallum,
Girls At Our Best!,
Essential Logic,
B.T. Express,
June of 44,
Derrick May,
LL Cool J,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aloha Tigers,
Delta 5,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agent Orange,
The Vogues,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Anakelly,
John Holt,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Moon,
David Axelrod,
Jawbox,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Wyatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Darondo,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Khruangbin,
Boz Scaggs,
The Invisible,
Maurizio,
Nick Fraelich,
Royal Trux,
Sonic Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.