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 Cameroon and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pet Shop Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Amon Düül II,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
Dead Boys,
Average White Band,
The Durutti Column,
Joensuu 1685,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roger Hodgson,
New Order,
Maurizio,
June Days,
Desert Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
The Gap Band,
Alphaville,
Marcia Griffiths,
10cc,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül,
Japan,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels,
The Associates,
Sällskapet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mr. Review,
Infiniti,
Electric Prunes,
Delta 5,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young,
Quando Quango,
Scientists,
Minor Threat,
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Youth Brigade,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Swans,
Albert Ayler,
Rod Modell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slick Rick,
Theoretical Girls,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.