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 Benin and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eurythmics to the rock 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Gong,
Khruangbin,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Schoolly D,
Steve Hackett,
Erykah Badu,
Pussy Galore,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Near,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Remains,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Vogues,
Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Section 25,
Sight & Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Accadde A,
D'Angelo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Red Krayola,
Saccharine Trust,
Arab on Radar,
Supertramp,
Siglo XX,
The Litter,
Reagan Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chris Corsano,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lalann,
Ultra Naté,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ituana,
Flipper,
John Holt,
The Misunderstood,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Max Romeo,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.