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 Maldives and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Tremeloes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
Ultravox,
Rapeman,
Rekid,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
The Kinks,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Womack,
The Cowsills,
Deepchord,
Erasure,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
Urselle,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Malaria!,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
X-101,
Anakelly,
Organ,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
Ultra Naté,
Public Image Ltd.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lower 48,
The Saints,
Bang On A Can,
The Trojans,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Main Source,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
JFA,
The Music Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ossler,
Amon Düül II,
Bob Dylan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonic Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Hardrive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.