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 Italy and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Letta Mbulu,
Hot Snakes,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Patti Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Young Rascals,
Smog,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
Scott Walker,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf,
Soulsonic Force,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ossler,
Outsiders,
X-101,
The Saints,
Organ,
The Dave Clark Five,
R.M.O.,
Babytalk,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fatback Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Jandek,
AZ,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City,
Robert Wyatt,
Qualms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Section 25,
The Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Remains,
Don Cherry,
the Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Marc Almond,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Television,
Bauhaus,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.