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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Scrapy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson 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?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gun Club,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
Main Source,
Brick,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Symarip,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Cale,
Stetsasonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Iggy Pop,
The Saints,
World's Most,
Bronski Beat,
Gong,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Oblivians,
Gang Starr,
Moss Icon,
Procol Harum,
The Walker Brothers,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
D'Angelo,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Rod Modell,
Magma,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roy Ayers,
Second Layer,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
ABBA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unrelated Segments,
OOIOO,
Radiopuhelimet,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Can,
Sister Nancy,
Malaria!,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cowsills,
Half Japanese,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.