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 Chad and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Pop Group to the rap 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minutemen,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Last Poets,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
Prince Buster,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Black Bananas,
CMW,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
The Mojo Men,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
Carl Craig,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Fatback Band,
Minny Pops,
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Loose Ends,
Ultravox,
Cluster,
Section 25,
The Blues Magoos,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
The Slackers,
The Associates,
Heaven 17,
Tom Boy,
The Cramps,
Jandek,
Duran Duran,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
The Fugs,
Theoretical Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roy Ayers,
Ituana,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter and Kerry,
Camouflage,
The Leaves,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.