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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Victims to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Matthew Halsall,
Saccharine Trust,
Soulsonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Flash Fearless,
The Walker Brothers,
The Raincoats,
Colin Newman,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
10cc,
Unwound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delta 5,
The Dirtbombs,
The Toasters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angry Samoans,
Man Parrish,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Nils Olav,
Roxy Music,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed,
Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Joe Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
Erasure,
The Pretty Things,
The Grass Roots,
The Selecter,
Cameo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thompson Twins,
Monks,
Model 500,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
Bad Manners,
Steve Hackett,
Ken Boothe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
The Leaves,
Public Image Ltd.,
Severed Heads,
The Music Machine,
Byron Stingily,
cv313,
Mark Hollis,
Black Moon,
Grey Daturas,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.