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 New Zealand and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba 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 UT to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Urselle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Khruangbin,
Henry Cow,
In Retrospect,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
The Smoke,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Half Japanese,
Mo-Dettes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Franke,
Sex Pistols,
DNA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fuzztones,
Al Stewart,
Circle Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Audionom,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moody Blues,
Groovy Waters,
Black Moon,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Soft Machine,
The Raincoats,
Deepchord,
Pylon,
Robert Görl,
The Red Krayola,
Susan Cadogan,
The Standells,
Essential Logic,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacob Miller,
Arcadia,
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Unrelated Segments,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.