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 Azerbaijan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Essential Logic 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scion,
Lightning Bolt,
Idris Muhammad,
Alton Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
Terry Callier,
Spandau Ballet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Monks,
the Sonics,
Funkadelic,
Stereo Dub,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Nation of Ulysses,
Urselle,
Yusef Lateef,
Arcadia,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grauzone,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
kango's stein massive,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soulsonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Kayak,
Visage,
The Trojans,
The Music Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moss Icon,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Schoolly D,
Pierre Henry,
Blossom Toes,
Camberwell Now,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Cecil Taylor,
H. Thieme,
Lindisfarne,
Livin' Joy,
David Bowie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Bananas,
Scientists,
Bobby Hutcherson,
OOIOO,
Skriet,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.