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 Comoros and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Patti Smith to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
Howard Jones,
Sister Nancy,
Andrew Hill,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultravox,
Pet Shop Boys,
Henry Cow,
World's Most,
a-ha,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sex Pistols,
The Modern Lovers,
Saccharine Trust,
La Düsseldorf,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Lou Christie,
Nirvana,
Little Man,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Barrington Levy,
Echospace,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Schoolly D,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Essential Logic,
The Birthday Party,
The Motions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brothers Johnson,
The Black Dice,
Sun Ra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bronski Beat,
Susan Cadogan,
the Normal,
Pantaleimon,
Rapeman,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.