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 Albania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Flash Fearless to the electroclash 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Wells,
Black Sheep,
Sällskapet,
Cymande,
The Litter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Godley & Creme,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Stooges,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gladiators,
Thee Headcoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Curtis Mayfield,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-101,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Au Pairs,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
The Dead C,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gregory Isaacs,
Suicide,
The Doors,
Quando Quango,
Freddie Wadling,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Janne Schatter,
Carl Craig,
Fear,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Khruangbin,
June of 44,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Music Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
Ohio Players,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Pantaleimon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.