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 Cambodia and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord 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 Flipper to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
The Selecter,
Quando Quango,
T.S.O.L.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang Green,
The Misunderstood,
Letta Mbulu,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
D'Angelo,
Danielle Patucci,
Amazonics,
Public Enemy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lakeside,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Freddie Wadling,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Average White Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Subhumans,
Con Funk Shun,
Second Layer,
Radiohead,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Trojans,
Motorama,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Sarah Menescal,
Roger Hodgson,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radio Birdman,
Skaos,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.