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 Rwanda and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Byron Stingily 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The New Christs,
Ohio Players,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
Al Stewart,
The Velvet Underground,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
Glenn Branca,
The Searchers,
JFA,
D'Angelo,
Cluster,
Main Source,
Scion,
The Count Five,
Fugazi,
The Trojans,
B.T. Express,
The Golliwogs,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scrapy,
The Associates,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Gang Dance,
L. Decosne,
Chris Corsano,
The Modern Lovers,
FM Einheit,
Procol Harum,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sonics,
Yazoo,
Marc Almond,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
The Fugs,
Quantec,
Urselle,
The Invisible,
Groovy Waters,
Cymande,
Wally Richardson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
Panda Bear,
Todd Terry,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Suburban Knight,
Skaos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
Model 500,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Starr,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.