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 Serbia and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Eddi Front to the dance 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
Todd Rundgren,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
June Days,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Interpol,
Au Pairs,
Al Stewart,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
OOIOO,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wolf Eyes,
Negative Approach,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Saints,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Chrome,
Metal Thangz,
Technova,
Stetsasonic,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed,
Lyres,
U.S. Maple,
Scion,
Amon Düül,
The Dirtbombs,
Cluster,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aural Exciters,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Delta 5,
Morten Harket,
The Evens,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.