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 Niger and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Das Ding to the rap 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DNA,
Cal Tjader,
The Stooges,
Freddie Wadling,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Pantytec,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Massinfluence,
Leonard Cohen,
Morten Harket,
Eddi Front,
Davy DMX,
Arab on Radar,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
Organ,
Boredoms,
Eli Mardock,
The Fall,
Delta 5,
The Gun Club,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
Bobby Womack,
MDC,
Gastr Del Sol,
kango's stein massive,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fugs,
Mark Hollis,
Swans,
The Kinks,
The Wake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Donny Hathaway,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
The Smoke,
Banda Bassotti,
Toni Rubio,
Harry Pussy,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.