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 Yemen and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
The Victims,
Cecil Taylor,
This Heat,
Funkadelic,
Robert Hood,
Charles Mingus,
MDC,
Faraquet,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gladiators,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kaleidoscope,
Danielle Patucci,
Severed Heads,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
Khruangbin,
Dark Day,
Wings,
kango's stein massive,
Neu!,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Vogues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Invisible,
Oblivians,
Underground Resistance,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
The Associates,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cramps,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris Corsano,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül,
Tres Demented,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.