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 Uzbekistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Janne Schatter to the crunk 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Scion 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liliput,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
The J.B.'s,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
John Holt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Starr,
the Association,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
Brass Construction,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
The Pop Group,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agitation Free,
The Remains,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
Procol Harum,
Wolf Eyes,
Yaz,
Young Marble Giants,
Blake Baxter,
Buzzcocks,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young,
Black Bananas,
Sarah Menescal,
Jerry's Kids,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fuzztones,
Excepter,
Lower 48,
Royal Trux,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Basic Channel,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
Tommy Roe,
The Misunderstood,
The Tremeloes,
Fat Boys,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.