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 Senegal and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zeros to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Trumans Water,
Maurizio,
Pere Ubu,
a-ha,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani,
Shoche,
Subhumans,
Altered Images,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cramps,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
The Kinks,
Duran Duran,
Sugar Minott,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
Mad Mike,
Supertramp,
Robert Görl,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
UT,
Gang Green,
Hardrive,
Terry Callier,
Neu!,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
Ohio Players,
Barrington Levy,
Surgeon,
EPMD,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Oblivians,
La Düsseldorf,
Chrome,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Groovy Waters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Dolphy,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter & Gordon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Near,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Colin Newman,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.