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 Andorra and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Henry Cow,
Little Man,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Ornette Coleman,
Prince Buster,
the Normal,
Pere Ubu,
Idris Muhammad,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tubeway Army,
Marmalade,
Joy Division,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Lynne,
The Smoke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Order,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Robert Hood,
The Pop Group,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Zeros,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ice-T,
Jawbox,
KRS-One,
Yaz,
Kayak,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chris & Cosey,
The Busters,
Cheater Slicks,
Dual Sessions,
The Sound,
the Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Chris Corsano,
Mr. Review,
Hot Snakes,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hasil Adkins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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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.