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 Papua New Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fortunes,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
Unrelated Segments,
Faust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
The Moleskins,
Bang On A Can,
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
The American Breed,
New Age Steppers,
Mandrill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Matthew Halsall,
Make Up,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fat Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Procol Harum,
Danielle Patucci,
Franke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Remains,
Sparks,
cv313,
Buzzcocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
Rufus Thomas,
Cymande,
Scion,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
JFA,
The Searchers,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.