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 Comoros and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Masters at Work,
Swell Maps,
The Saints,
Kas Product,
Crispian St. Peters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Trumans Water,
Lee Hazlewood,
CMW,
Sparks,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
Icehouse,
The Remains,
Amazonics,
Pylon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Q65,
The Mojo Men,
Radio Birdman,
Outsiders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minutemen,
Pulsallama,
The Monochrome Set,
MDC,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott Heron,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
Section 25,
Quantec,
The Pop Group,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Silicon Teens,
Model 500,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
Glenn Branca,
the Germs,
Panda Bear,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.