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 Iran and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leaves to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle 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?
Depeche Mode,
Guru Guru,
Rites of Spring,
Kaleidoscope,
The Young Rascals,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
a-ha,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Womack,
Pantytec,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Invisible,
The Gories,
The Fall,
The Monks,
Warsaw,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sandy B,
Mission of Burma,
The Star Department,
Motorama,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shuggie Otis,
Michelle Simonal,
Eli Mardock,
Peter & Gordon,
Monolake,
The Smoke,
Fluxion,
Sonic Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Max Romeo,
Grauzone,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Associates,
Oneida,
Susan Cadogan,
Aswad,
Pole,
Circle Jerks,
Rosa Yemen,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
The Kinks,
Mars,
Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Camberwell Now,
Black Bananas,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.