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 Mauritius and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The New Christs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magazine,
The Zeros,
the Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronnie Foster,
the Human League,
Pylon,
Skaos,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
Crash Course in Science,
Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Sällskapet,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Von Mondo,
John Holt,
Hasil Adkins,
Wire,
The Martian,
Excepter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scion,
Pole,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mark Hollis,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Todd Terry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Brothers Johnson,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Surgeon,
Warren Ellis,
Barrington Levy,
Juan Atkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Busters,
X-101,
Royal Trux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Colin Newman,
Hoover,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.