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 Russia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 The Associates to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Tim Buckley,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Piero Umiliani,
T.S.O.L.,
The Offenders,
Crime,
Godley & Creme,
8 Eyed Spy,
Judy Mowatt,
Dual Sessions,
Archie Shepp,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman,
Goldenarms,
Robert Hood,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
Alphaville,
The Residents,
Moebius,
The Busters,
Alice Coltrane,
Scion,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
Brick,
Au Pairs,
Dave Gahan,
Procol Harum,
Amon Düül II,
E-Dancer,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lou Reed,
PIL,
T. Rex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
Quantec,
Brothers Johnson,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.