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 Uruguay and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lou Christie to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
The Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Liliput,
the Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
L. Decosne,
Yusef Lateef,
Half Japanese,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Juan Atkins,
Ponytail,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Vogues,
Susan Cadogan,
Alphaville,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
Max Romeo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Colin Newman,
Todd Terry,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Copeland,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
The New Christs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Angels of Light,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
Rites of Spring,
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Joy Division,
Schoolly D,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Dark Day,
Anthony Braxton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Associates,
Suicide,
Tres Demented,
Altered Images,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Idris Muhammad,
Chris Corsano,
The Litter,
The Neon Judgement,
Camberwell Now,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.