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 Monaco and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Peter and Kerry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sparks,
Wasted Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Babytalk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bronski Beat,
Sandy B,
D'Angelo,
Drexciya,
The Durutti Column,
F. McDonald,
The Kinks,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
AZ,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Suicide,
Byron Stingily,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
One Last Wish,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warsaw,
Japan,
Scratch Acid,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The New Christs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Bob Dylan,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Saints,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Severed Heads,
Man Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
The Pop Group,
Monolake,
Pantaleimon,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.