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 Cape Verde and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Matthew Halsall,
The Smiths,
The Raincoats,
Aaron Thompson,
Roxette,
Chrome,
Yusef Lateef,
Archie Shepp,
cv313,
Lightning Bolt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Grass Roots,
The Zeros,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Rites of Spring,
Sandy B,
John Foxx,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
the Sonics,
Neu!,
Ten City,
Ronnie Foster,
The Toasters,
Leonard Cohen,
Chris Corsano,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tom Boy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dave Gahan,
Pussy Galore,
Yaz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Swans,
Minor Threat,
Pierre Henry,
Popol Vuh,
Model 500,
Maurizio,
Amazonics,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
OOIOO,
The Kinks,
Q and Not U,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
Duran Duran,
Kaleidoscope,
Marine Girls,
Joe Finger,
In Retrospect,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.