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 Kosovo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Supertramp to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Angels of Light,
Hoover,
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Das Ding,
Quadrant,
Boz Scaggs,
JFA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Crispy Ambulance,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Quando Quango,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lucky Dragons,
Maurizio,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
Wasted Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Fugazi,
Avey Tare,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
D'Angelo,
Public Enemy,
CMW,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
L. Decosne,
John Holt,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Vogues,
Swans,
Jeff Mills,
The Misunderstood,
Davy DMX,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Yaz,
Agent Orange,
The Pop Group,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Procol Harum,
Arthur Verocai,
Moss Icon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.