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 Dominica 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 Q and Not U to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Byron Stingily,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Tremeloes,
Bronski Beat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joyce Sims,
Lungfish,
Nico,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Quantec,
Rosa Yemen,
Ronnie Foster,
Supertramp,
Henry Cow,
Q and Not U,
The Skatalites,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nirvana,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Average White Band,
Minny Pops,
The Blues Magoos,
Intrusion,
Yusef Lateef,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
Jacob Miller,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
Gang Green,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Fania All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Bad Manners,
Loose Ends,
Iggy Pop,
Metal Thangz,
Warren Ellis,
John Cale,
China Crisis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Velvet Underground,
Rites of Spring,
D'Angelo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wolf Eyes,
Brick,
Zapp,
Lakeside,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.