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 East Timor and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Marine Girls to the rock 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Beau Brummels,
John Foxx,
The Misunderstood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Count Five,
Sam Rivers,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
Television Personalities,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amazonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Flash Fearless,
a-ha,
Soul Sonic Force,
KRS-One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
Barrington Levy,
Wally Richardson,
The Gap Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Green,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Al Stewart,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Babytalk,
Tears for Fears,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skriet,
Wasted Youth,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Model 500,
T. Rex,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
Nick Fraelich,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Colin Newman,
Bill Near,
Swell Maps,
The Buckinghams,
Ultra Naté,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
Jesper Dahlback,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.