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 Israel and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nas to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
These Immortal Souls,
Newcleus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jandek,
Simply Red,
Audionom,
Toni Rubio,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Toasters,
The Index,
The Fire Engines,
the Germs,
Aloha Tigers,
Chrome,
Marine Girls,
Eddi Front,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Hot Snakes,
kango's stein massive,
Arab on Radar,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gabor Szabo,
Technova,
The Techniques,
Bootsy Collins,
Shuggie Otis,
Fela Kuti,
Arthur Verocai,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
The Knickerbockers,
Unwound,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Vainqueur,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blancmange,
In Retrospect,
Cluster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cecil Taylor,
Adolescents,
Althea and Donna,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.