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 Kenya and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rap 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Move,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kenny Larkin,
Trumans Water,
Underground Resistance,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Monks,
Mark Hollis,
Soulsonic Force,
Intrusion,
Porter Ricks,
The Skatalites,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eddi Front,
New Order,
Amon Düül II,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Durutti Column,
H. Thieme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
Can,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
The Evens,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Saccharine Trust,
Brick,
Robert Görl,
Stiv Bators,
Rufus Thomas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Procol Harum,
Technova,
The Leaves,
Wire,
Yusef Lateef,
Newcleus,
Matthew Bourne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins,
Minny Pops,
The Barracudas,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Halsall,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.