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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 ABBA to the crunk 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Radiopuhelimet,
Danielle Patucci,
Infiniti,
Anakelly,
Goldenarms,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
Ice-T,
Anthony Braxton,
Deepchord,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fortunes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Victims,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boredoms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cowsills,
Q and Not U,
Siglo XX,
Altered Images,
Nik Kershaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arab on Radar,
Jandek,
Marvin Gaye,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gabor Szabo,
Von Mondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
Wire,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Crooked Eye,
Arthur Verocai,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Gang of Four,
Procol Harum,
The Red Krayola,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Black Dice,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cluster,
The Monochrome Set,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.