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 Yemen and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
ABBA,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Country Teasers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Christie,
The Cramps,
The Skatalites,
Tears for Fears,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Zapp,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cowsills,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
Nils Olav,
OOIOO,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
The Gun Club,
Bang On A Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
Wire,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
Quando Quango,
Absolute Body Control,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick May,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Association,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.