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 Panama and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Audionom to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Bauhaus,
David Axelrod,
Hashim,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fugs,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Malaria!,
the Normal,
Erasure,
Eurythmics,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Style,
Livin' Joy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blake Baxter,
Yaz,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Heaven 17,
Das Ding,
Peter & Gordon,
Moss Icon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
Ponytail,
Alphaville,
Half Japanese,
Joe Finger,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang On A Can,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aswad,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
T.S.O.L.,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
Piero Umiliani,
Yusef Lateef,
Dave Gahan,
Sound Behaviour,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ken Boothe,
Thee Headcoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Maleditus Sound,
Unwound,
The Associates,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.