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 Japan and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blossom Toes to the techno 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Style,
Barry Ungar,
Cal Tjader,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
The Mojo Men,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Alice Coltrane,
Tomorrow,
Leonard Cohen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Laurel Aitken,
Jacques Brel,
Crime,
John Holt,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Ronan,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
The Slits,
Babytalk,
Suicide,
The Last Poets,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soulsonic Force,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eli Mardock,
Barrington Levy,
New Order,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Guru Guru,
The Count Five,
JFA,
Soul II Soul,
Funky Four + One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
China Crisis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
Yaz,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Camouflage,
Visage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.