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 El Salvador and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Grauzone to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
The Pop Group,
The Star Department,
Agent Orange,
Icehouse,
Parry Music,
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris Corsano,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Procol Harum,
Slave,
Liliput,
The Vogues,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
UT,
Eric Copeland,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
D'Angelo,
World's Most,
Youth Brigade,
Country Teasers,
Mark Hollis,
Chris & Cosey,
AZ,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fortunes,
Bang On A Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scrapy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
Khruangbin,
Nick Fraelich,
Sound Behaviour,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Byrd,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare,
Visage,
Donny Hathaway,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.