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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Ludus 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Connie Case,
Crash Course in Science,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Divine Comedy,
John Lydon,
Oneida,
The Walker Brothers,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Stereo Dub,
Blossom Toes,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
Scrapy,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gap Band,
Robert Görl,
Cheater Slicks,
Pussy Galore,
U.S. Maple,
Neil Young,
Robert Hood,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Holt,
Khruangbin,
Blake Baxter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rod Modell,
Motorama,
Brothers Johnson,
Ronnie Foster,
Cymande,
The Mummies,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
Arthur Verocai,
Donny Hathaway,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
Joe Smooth,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Pere Ubu,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.