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 Gabon and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Gerry Rafferty 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?
Glenn Branca,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Hill,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Monks,
Audionom,
Masters at Work,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Boredoms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs,
Niagra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crime,
Sugar Minott,
MC5,
Chrome,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-Ray Spex,
a-ha,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Neu!,
ABC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
Blancmange,
Henry Cow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Green,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
Ten City,
Terry Callier,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terrestrial Tones,
Negative Approach,
Pulsallama,
Flipper,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
Interpol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kayak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.