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 Uzbekistan and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Hoover to the rock 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Brick,
Agitation Free,
Model 500,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Arcadia,
Mars,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter & Gordon,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Audionom,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rufus Thomas,
Leonard Cohen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wasted Youth,
Intrusion,
Fela Kuti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mad Mike,
John Coltrane,
David Axelrod,
Japan,
Banda Bassotti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
Smog,
48th St. Collective,
Soft Cell,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Finger,
The Tremeloes,
The Modern Lovers,
Rosa Yemen,
Desert Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Main Source,
MDC,
Marmalade,
Roger Hodgson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Interpol,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skaos,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.