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 Korea South and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Associates to the crunk 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lindisfarne,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed,
Ituana,
David Bowie,
The Gladiators,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
Ponytail,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare,
Aaron Thompson,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Morten Harket,
John Holt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television,
FM Einheit,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Roxy Music,
Wasted Youth,
Harmonia,
L. Decosne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Essential Logic,
Kurtis Blow,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
Curtis Mayfield,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
The Red Krayola,
Henry Cow,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.