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 Korea South and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department 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?
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
the Soft Cell,
Brick,
Black Sheep,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Malaria!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Halsall,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
The Red Krayola,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oneida,
The Blues Magoos,
Essential Logic,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken,
Amazonics,
Animal Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
Saccharine Trust,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tres Demented,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minnie Riperton,
Magma,
Blake Baxter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Accadde A,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Bronski Beat,
Nik Kershaw,
Skriet,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul II Soul,
Judy Mowatt,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.