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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Panda Bear to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Public Image Ltd.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ituana,
Dark Day,
The Cowsills,
Panda Bear,
Public Enemy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Green,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeff Lynne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Wasted Youth,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New York Dolls,
The United States of America,
The Dave Clark Five,
Circle Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Trumans Water,
Funky Four + One,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
Khruangbin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
OOIOO,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Blossom Toes,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
Lakeside,
Rufus Thomas,
The Red Krayola,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris & Cosey,
Massinfluence,
The Divine Comedy,
Tommy Roe,
Cal Tjader,
Buzzcocks,
Second Layer,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.