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 Croatia and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 X-Ray Spex to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
Brick,
UT,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
Althea and Donna,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Tubeway Army,
Quantec,
The Modern Lovers,
Anthony Braxton,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
Japan,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sonics,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
Sarah Menescal,
Dual Sessions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fuzztones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Golliwogs,
Ludus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lightning Bolt,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Görl,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-102,
Hashim,
Toni Rubio,
Minutemen,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Near,
Talk Talk,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Donny Hathaway,
The Velvet Underground,
Al Stewart,
Leonard Cohen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
Malaria!,
The Techniques,
The Residents,
The Misunderstood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delta 5,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.