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 Malta and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Count Five to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Smooth,
PIL,
Cluster,
the Normal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yellowson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Inner City,
Dead Boys,
Bad Manners,
Robert Görl,
Lebanon Hanover,
T.S.O.L.,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
Hoover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Womack,
Chris Corsano,
A Certain Ratio,
D'Angelo,
Lakeside,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kayak,
Glenn Branca,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
Electric Prunes,
The Victims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Underground Resistance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cramps,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
Echospace,
Duran Duran,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
The Seeds,
Marmalade,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric Dolphy,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül II,
Soul II Soul,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
E-Dancer,
Funky Four + One,
Deepchord,
Khruangbin,
Organ,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.