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 Albania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
The Fortunes,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Al Stewart,
Clear Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spandau Ballet,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
Neil Young,
Eurythmics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joey Negro,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Surgeon,
John Lydon,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Sherman,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
James White and The Blacks,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bluetip,
Little Man,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
CMW,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Animal Collective,
Flipper,
Nico,
Erasure,
Unrelated Segments,
Scientists,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sam Rivers,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalann,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.