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 Zambia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
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 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 The Invisible 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deakin,
Eden Ahbez,
Rotary Connection,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Easy Going,
The Real Kids,
Symarip,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Lynne,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
the Slits,
The Fall,
Half Japanese,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
The Remains,
Whodini,
Inner City,
Roger Hodgson,
Michelle Simonal,
U.S. Maple,
The Happenings,
Bauhaus,
UT,
Sunsets and Hearts,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott Heron,
Vainqueur,
The Leaves,
Bobby Byrd,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camberwell Now,
Pagans,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Quantec,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
The Evens,
Ice-T,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joensuu 1685,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.