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 Latvia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rotary Connection to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
New York Dolls,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed,
Pantaleimon,
Model 500,
Funkadelic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Carl Craig,
10cc,
Yaz,
Newcleus,
X-101,
the Swans,
Darondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Monolake,
Intrusion,
Aural Exciters,
David McCallum,
Agitation Free,
Frankie Knuckles,
Section 25,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
L. Decosne,
Tears for Fears,
John Coltrane,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiohead,
Moebius,
Gang Green,
B.T. Express,
Can,
DJ Sneak,
Mr. Review,
Pylon,
Fugazi,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heaven 17,
Pere Ubu,
The Selecter,
Eli Mardock,
Suicide,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.