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 Qatar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sight & Sound,
OOIOO,
Theoretical Girls,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sound Behaviour,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare,
Bauhaus,
Reagan Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Chrome,
Faust,
Sugar Minott,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Names,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dead C,
Moss Icon,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals,
Cluster,
Cameo,
China Crisis,
Maleditus Sound,
Motorama,
The Kinks,
Juan Atkins,
Moby Grape,
The Cure,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul II Soul,
The Smiths,
Aloha Tigers,
Zapp,
X-101,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Glenn Branca,
Absolute Body Control,
DNA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
Panda Bear,
Young Marble Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Kayak,
The Flesh Eaters,
kango's stein massive,
Quantec,
Au Pairs,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.