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 Egypt and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter & Gordon to the disco 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül,
Procol Harum,
Max Romeo,
Sandy B,
Loose Ends,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
La Düsseldorf,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cowsills,
The Durutti Column,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fall,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
Letta Mbulu,
Nas,
The Last Poets,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalann,
The Invisible,
Howard Jones,
Goldenarms,
Todd Terry,
the Human League,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker,
The Gun Club,
Angry Samoans,
Rufus Thomas,
Delta 5,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie,
The Human League,
The Searchers,
Wally Richardson,
Spandau Ballet,
Althea and Donna,
Radio Birdman,
the Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New Order,
Unwound,
Scratch Acid,
Monolake,
Chrome,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.