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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Can to the disco 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aswad,
Minnie Riperton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Remains,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Görl,
Negative Approach,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Beau Brummels,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
The Mummies,
the Sonics,
Lyres,
The Fall,
Accadde A,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
Absolute Body Control,
Blake Baxter,
Television Personalities,
Toni Rubio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joensuu 1685,
In Retrospect,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fortunes,
Heaven 17,
Rod Modell,
Con Funk Shun,
X-101,
Freddie Wadling,
Yellowson,
David Axelrod,
Half Japanese,
Marine Girls,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna,
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.