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 Sweden and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fad Gadget to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Hill,
Mary Jane Girls,
kango's stein massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
James White and The Blacks,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cluster,
The Motions,
Porter Ricks,
Henry Cow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Moody Blues,
Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
ABBA,
Fat Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dawn Penn,
Pylon,
Maurizio,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
The Fugs,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
The Seeds,
Adolescents,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
Ken Boothe,
Funky Four + One,
Heaven 17,
Moss Icon,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Todd Rundgren,
John Lydon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pantaleimon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Angry Samoans,
Quantec,
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.