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 Uganda and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
the Sonics,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
Goldenarms,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Foxx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suicide,
Negative Approach,
The Fuzztones,
Gang of Four,
The Durutti Column,
Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sugar Minott,
B.T. Express,
The Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
Al Stewart,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Animal Collective,
Electric Prunes,
Vainqueur,
Gang Green,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Max Romeo,
Eric Copeland,
ABC,
The Leaves,
Tim Buckley,
Clear Light,
John Holt,
The Grass Roots,
Bush Tetras,
Deakin,
Los Fastidios,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Little Man,
Joey Negro,
Das Ding,
Connie Case,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Flash Fearless,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.