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 Uruguay and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Slackers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Circle Jerks,
The Remains,
Popol Vuh,
Eden Ahbez,
Davy DMX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aural Exciters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Man Parrish,
Ultra Naté,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Althea and Donna,
Dead Boys,
In Retrospect,
Y Pants,
Cymande,
Sandy B,
Boredoms,
Jacob Miller,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Reuben Wilson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
Rosa Yemen,
Derrick May,
Dark Day,
The Move,
David Bowie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-101,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
Lightning Bolt,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Nils Olav,
Little Man,
the Slits,
Adolescents,
the Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Basic Channel,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Laurel Aitken,
Tim Buckley,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.