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 Japan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 L. Decosne to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Evens,
Gastr Del Sol,
China Crisis,
New Order,
the Germs,
Urselle,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Supertramp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
cv313,
Parry Music,
Organ,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
Icehouse,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Babytalk,
The Vogues,
The United States of America,
Glenn Branca,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonny Sharrock,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Sonic Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Alphaville,
Black Moon,
Depeche Mode,
Alison Limerick,
Minor Threat,
Popol Vuh,
Spoonie Gee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fat Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cluster,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Moby Grape,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Country Teasers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.