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 Nepal and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quantec to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
Minnie Riperton,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
The Blues Magoos,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joey Negro,
Brick,
Y Pants,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Thompson Twins,
Eddi Front,
Gerry Rafferty,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Traffic Nightmare,
Subhumans,
Dark Day,
Main Source,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Funky Four + One,
Black Pus,
Das Ding,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Ohio Players,
The Music Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Yellowson,
Dawn Penn,
FM Einheit,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dave Gahan,
Youth Brigade,
Moby Grape,
The Vogues,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
The Wake,
Roxette,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Steve Hackett,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.