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 Yemen and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boredoms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
Archie Shepp,
Sandy B,
Hardrive,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
Bang On A Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Byrd,
Sister Nancy,
The Angels of Light,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Eli Mardock,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
Moby Grape,
Brick,
Animal Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hashim,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barry Ungar,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
John Holt,
Smog,
Oblivians,
Adolescents,
Tom Boy,
Ten City,
Grauzone,
Nils Olav,
Delta 5,
Nas,
Brand Nubian,
The Sound,
The Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rotary Connection,
Infiniti,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The United States of America,
Roger Hodgson,
Radiohead,
Darondo,
the Human League,
Grey Daturas,
The Tremeloes,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
Absolute Body Control,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.