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 Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
Index,
Glenn Branca,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Leaves,
The Divine Comedy,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ituana,
The Fall,
Average White Band,
Oblivians,
The Dead C,
Black Moon,
Piero Umiliani,
Erykah Badu,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Traffic Nightmare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nico,
Magma,
The Blackbyrds,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flipper,
Rhythm & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül II,
Susan Cadogan,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
The Knickerbockers,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Kurtis Blow,
Shoche,
Danielle Patucci,
Zapp,
The Human League,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Supertramp,
The Misunderstood,
the Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Soft Cell,
Delta 5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.