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 South Sudan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord 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 Popol Vuh to the disco 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Suburban Knight,
The Misunderstood,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Eden Ahbez,
Connie Case,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Bananas,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
The Velvet Underground,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yellowson,
a-ha,
The Wake,
Bobby Sherman,
Little Man,
The American Breed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
La Düsseldorf,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monks,
Black Flag,
Jimmy McGriff,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barrington Levy,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MDC,
Shoche,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cybotron,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronan,
Flipper,
The Happenings,
Lakeside,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
Spandau Ballet,
Zapp,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dual Sessions,
James White and The Blacks,
CMW,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mo-Dettes,
48th St. Collective,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arcadia,
Minnie Riperton,
Alphaville,
The Martian,
Altered Images,
Stiv Bators,
Schoolly D,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.