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 Serbia and from Paris.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Q65 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
Index,
Derrick May,
New Age Steppers,
Y Pants,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
The Smoke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Severed Heads,
Black Moon,
Deadbeat,
Kayak,
a-ha,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Real Kids,
The Slackers,
Tom Boy,
David Bowie,
Adolescents,
Cheater Slicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young,
FM Einheit,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Skriet,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joe Smooth,
Model 500,
Jeff Mills,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Ultravox,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
Interpol,
Tubeway Army,
Ludus,
Yellowson,
Swans,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantytec,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Martian,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Livin' Joy,
Iggy Pop,
Arab on Radar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.