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 Iceland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 The Cure to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
The Victims,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
F. McDonald,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Matthew Halsall,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-102,
Dawn Penn,
Minny Pops,
Chrome,
Ten City,
the Swans,
Sugar Minott,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
Sällskapet,
The Smiths,
Chris Corsano,
Lightning Bolt,
Popol Vuh,
Blake Baxter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Al Stewart,
A Certain Ratio,
Lucky Dragons,
Cheater Slicks,
Model 500,
the Association,
Alison Limerick,
The Moody Blues,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gun Club,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Pylon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Porter Ricks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rakim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Depeche Mode,
The Cramps,
Agent Orange,
Sun City Girls,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.