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 Germany and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin 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 Divine Comedy to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Wells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Saccharine Trust,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bang On A Can,
Warsaw,
Eve St. Jones,
Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Oblivians,
MDC,
Model 500,
Sight & Sound,
China Crisis,
Judy Mowatt,
The Litter,
X-101,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass,
The Sound,
Prince Buster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scion,
David Bowie,
Television,
Q65,
Marvin Gaye,
Lyres,
Cybotron,
Lou Christie,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skaos,
Gichy Dan,
Silicon Teens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Bananas,
DJ Style,
Charles Mingus,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
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Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
Mad Mike,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Alphaville,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doors,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.