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 Philippines and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 The Moody Blues to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brand Nubian,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Bananas,
The Fuzztones,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Chrome,
Archie Shepp,
Quadrant,
Minnie Riperton,
The Smiths,
Arab on Radar,
Barrington Levy,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
Angry Samoans,
The Dirtbombs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Parry Music,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lower 48,
The New Christs,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Prunes,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon,
Bang On A Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oneida,
Outsiders,
Terry Callier,
Rhythm & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
UT,
Robert Görl,
Robert Hood,
Letta Mbulu,
Faraquet,
Patti Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Pantytec,
Pylon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.