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 France and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mark Hollis 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marine Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
Lindisfarne,
Eve St. Jones,
Mandrill,
The Zeros,
Young Marble Giants,
The Associates,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Machine,
Bill Wells,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxette,
Index,
Lungfish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Talk Talk,
Heaven 17,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Holt,
China Crisis,
Smog,
Livin' Joy,
Supertramp,
Ultravox,
T. Rex,
Japan,
Country Teasers,
Blancmange,
Bang On A Can,
Sällskapet,
Pussy Galore,
Loose Ends,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Warren Ellis,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ponytail,
Roxy Music,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Gang of Four,
Ice-T,
Funky Four + One,
Alison Limerick,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.