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 Bahamas and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Section 25 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Wings,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Smog,
Harmonia,
Panda Bear,
Masters at Work,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown,
Swans,
ABBA,
Procol Harum,
The J.B.'s,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visage,
Whodini,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ludus,
Godley & Creme,
Section 25,
Andrew Hill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sällskapet,
Black Moon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Niagra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang On A Can,
Rod Modell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter & Gordon,
Intrusion,
China Crisis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Urselle,
Groovy Waters,
Dual Sessions,
Neil Young,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
UT,
Slave,
Leonard Cohen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fela Kuti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalann,
The Durutti Column,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.