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 El Salvador and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 JFA to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Television Personalities,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marc Almond,
Saccharine Trust,
Make Up,
Inner City,
Ultravox,
The J.B.'s,
Wire,
Janne Schatter,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Dolphy,
Freddie Wadling,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cheater Slicks,
Bluetip,
Metal Thangz,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul II Soul,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sound Behaviour,
a-ha,
Newcleus,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Angry Samoans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
The Music Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Names,
Joe Finger,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monks,
Public Enemy,
The United States of America,
Can,
Barbara Tucker,
Alton Ellis,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Robert Hood,
Thompson Twins,
The Martian,
In Retrospect,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Altered Images,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roger Hodgson,
EPMD,
Urselle,
Intrusion,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.