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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ituana to the techno 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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
The United States of America,
Boz Scaggs,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Juan Atkins,
The Smiths,
Roger Hodgson,
Henry Cow,
Danielle Patucci,
Mark Hollis,
Trumans Water,
Grey Daturas,
Archie Shepp,
Steve Hackett,
The Seeds,
Agent Orange,
Average White Band,
The Wake,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Green,
The Zeros,
Moby Grape,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lindisfarne,
Cluster,
Aaron Thompson,
Television Personalities,
Girls At Our Best!,
Altered Images,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
the Slits,
China Crisis,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nick Fraelich,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
Popol Vuh,
The J.B.'s,
The Velvet Underground,
Charles Mingus,
Livin' Joy,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
Skaos,
The Birthday Party,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camouflage,
Khruangbin,
Eve St. Jones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.