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 Gambia and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Todd Rundgren to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
10cc,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
Dark Day,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Index,
The Raincoats,
The Beau Brummels,
Wasted Youth,
Colin Newman,
Subhumans,
Outsiders,
Amon Düül,
L. Decosne,
The Birthday Party,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott Heron,
Royal Trux,
The Evens,
Robert Görl,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
X-101,
Sparks,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
The Trojans,
The Leaves,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gap Band,
The Buckinghams,
Panda Bear,
H. Thieme,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
LL Cool J,
Leonard Cohen,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sarah Menescal,
Thee Headcoats,
Josef K,
Don Cherry,
Japan,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
Infiniti,
Shoche,
Absolute Body Control,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.