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 Nicaragua and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Fuzztones,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Alphaville,
Peter and Kerry,
Loose Ends,
Unwound,
Black Sheep,
The Associates,
Matthew Bourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Infiniti,
MDC,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Spandau Ballet,
Livin' Joy,
Zero Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stiv Bators,
Faraquet,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Chris & Cosey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brand Nubian,
The Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Khruangbin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Five Americans,
A Certain Ratio,
Ossler,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerri Chandler,
Eve St. Jones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Sound,
Dark Day,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
E-Dancer,
Smog,
Panda Bear,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Moss Icon,
Mad Mike,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.