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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 X-101 to the funk 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joy Division,
The Tremeloes,
Pylon,
Ituana,
The Walker Brothers,
Rekid,
Black Flag,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Susan Cadogan,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
Quantec,
cv313,
The Toasters,
The Moleskins,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Morten Harket,
The Dead C,
The Leaves,
Lightning Bolt,
One Last Wish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Angels of Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Michelle Simonal,
Lucky Dragons,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
DNA,
Jandek,
Lower 48,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cluster,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pretty Things,
Kaleidoscope,
The Golliwogs,
Sister Nancy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
OOIOO,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
Trumans Water,
Blancmange,
Schoolly D,
Symarip,
Mantronix,
Radiopuhelimet,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.