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 Chile and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Howard Jones,
Skarface,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Fela Kuti,
The Slits,
Slick Rick,
Infiniti,
The Leaves,
The Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Saccharine Trust,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Iggy Pop,
The Moody Blues,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
The Names,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Shoche,
The Doors,
Bootsy Collins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mo-Dettes,
Stereo Dub,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pulsallama,
The Modern Lovers,
Mad Mike,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hashim,
Funky Four + One,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacques Brel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deadbeat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
OOIOO,
The Durutti Column,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sällskapet,
Von Mondo,
The Moleskins,
Erasure,
Country Teasers,
Suburban Knight,
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.