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 Uzbekistan and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
the Slits,
Nico,
Intrusion,
The Zeros,
John Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
Quadrant,
Cameo,
Reagan Youth,
Ponytail,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
Fela Kuti,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Technova,
Altered Images,
The Neon Judgement,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Clear Light,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
Tres Demented,
Minutemen,
Talk Talk,
Motorama,
David McCallum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chrome,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
Terry Callier,
Tom Boy,
Freddie Wadling,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Deepchord,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
The Names,
Soul II Soul,
The Index,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Judy Mowatt,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott Heron,
June of 44,
Smog,
Oblivians,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.