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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Barbara Tucker to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerri Chandler,
Nico,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Model 500,
Audionom,
Con Funk Shun,
Nik Kershaw,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
June of 44,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Simply Red,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
Suicide,
Motorama,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy Collins,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Names,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Starr,
The Kinks,
UT,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
The Smoke,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
MDC,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
Alton Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sound,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.