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 Niger and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
X-Ray Spex,
Alison Limerick,
Cybotron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Average White Band,
Rotary Connection,
Infiniti,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Association,
The Young Rascals,
Wire,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Ludus,
Flash Fearless,
Darondo,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Aaron Thompson,
The Saints,
One Last Wish,
Warren Ellis,
Ice-T,
Monolake,
Lungfish,
The Walker Brothers,
10cc,
Lightning Bolt,
James White and The Blacks,
Mad Mike,
La Düsseldorf,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radio Birdman,
Can,
This Heat,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-101,
Tubeway Army,
Minutemen,
Eli Mardock,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pantaleimon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suicide,
The Gories,
Angry Samoans,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Wally Richardson,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.