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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Joy Division to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Peter & Gordon,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Albert Ayler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Niagra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Kayak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
June Days,
Cymande,
Gang Green,
Lalann,
Joey Negro,
Fat Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
Tomorrow,
Sun Ra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Enemy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
Delon & Dalcan,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gories,
Amon Düül,
Urselle,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reagan Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
Bill Near,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Fugazi,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.