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 Honduras and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Scott Walker to the rap 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
Kayak,
These Immortal Souls,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tubeway Army,
John Foxx,
Rites of Spring,
Black Pus,
Japan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sixth Finger,
the Bar-Kays,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Subhumans,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
The Buckinghams,
Bluetip,
Bill Wells,
Man Eating Sloth,
DJ Sneak,
Stereo Dub,
The Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
Motorama,
Desert Stars,
Unwound,
FM Einheit,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Second Layer,
June Days,
Neu!,
cv313,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Copeland,
Siglo XX,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Boredoms,
Drexciya,
Franke,
Ken Boothe,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angry Samoans,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.