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 Ireland and from Lyon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marmalade to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Bourne,
Leonard Cohen,
Erasure,
The Monochrome Set,
D'Angelo,
Skaos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Soul Sonic Force,
H. Thieme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Essential Logic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joensuu 1685,
The New Christs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Severed Heads,
Janne Schatter,
Infiniti,
Los Fastidios,
Hardrive,
Ken Boothe,
Marc Almond,
World's Most,
Darondo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Subhumans,
Jawbox,
Mantronix,
The Gladiators,
Parry Music,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
La Düsseldorf,
Moebius,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Lightning Bolt,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Parrish,
10cc,
The Mummies,
Pole,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Public Enemy,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young,
The Cowsills,
Arcadia,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.