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 Italy and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
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 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 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 Pet Shop Boys to the funk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jawbox,
cv313,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
Procol Harum,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
June of 44,
Morten Harket,
the Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Walker Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
D'Angelo,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
Graham Central Station,
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
Urselle,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dead Boys,
Magma,
KRS-One,
Whodini,
The Fuzztones,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
a-ha,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soft Machine,
Sam Rivers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang of Four,
The Electric Prunes,
Cheater Slicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gichy Dan,
Moebius,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
Josef K,
Al Stewart,
The Angels of Light,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Junior Murvin,
Pagans,
Talk Talk,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.