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 Russia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pulsallama 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Bush Tetras,
The Evens,
Reagan Youth,
Pylon,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
Rakim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tears for Fears,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalann,
Camberwell Now,
Drexciya,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
CMW,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Scan 7,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
The Slits,
Mars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amazonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minny Pops,
Country Teasers,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slave,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Clear Light,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stiv Bators,
Wally Richardson,
Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Pierre Henry,
Skaos,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Maurizio,
Marmalade,
Das Ding,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare,
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