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 Cuba and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Nico to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Godley & Creme,
One Last Wish,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
Davy DMX,
Ornette Coleman,
Idris Muhammad,
the Normal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stetsasonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Simply Red,
Darondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anakelly,
The Fall,
Sixth Finger,
The Pretty Things,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young,
Lakeside,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
In Retrospect,
Jawbox,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Neu!,
La Düsseldorf,
Model 500,
Maurizio,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slits,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mummies,
Tears for Fears,
Liliput,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Bill Wells,
Shuggie Otis,
The Move,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Stiv Bators,
Man Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jandek,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monolake,
The Mojo Men,
Jesper Dahlback,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.