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 Andorra and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Shadows of Knight to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Tremeloes,
Gang Green,
Ossler,
Fluxion,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mummies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
The Raincoats,
The Move,
Liliput,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sister Nancy,
Tim Buckley,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young,
Severed Heads,
Cymande,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Moon,
Mark Hollis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Isaac Hayes,
The Victims,
Dennis Brown,
the Human League,
Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
Eddi Front,
Theoretical Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Rites of Spring,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
Second Layer,
Minor Threat,
Eric Dolphy,
the Swans,
Arthur Verocai,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Drexciya,
Marvin Gaye,
Au Pairs,
The Sonics,
Dawn Penn,
FM Einheit,
Barbara Tucker,
The Real Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gun Club,
Agent Orange,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.