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 Malawi and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Jeru the Damaja to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Icehouse,
Lou Christie,
Royal Trux,
Rod Modell,
Boz Scaggs,
Ornette Coleman,
Moss Icon,
Joy Division,
The Leaves,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oblivians,
Man Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeff Lynne,
The Star Department,
Eve St. Jones,
Slick Rick,
Absolute Body Control,
Pantytec,
Oneida,
Magma,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arcadia,
June of 44,
Rosa Yemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marmalade,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Ken Boothe,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Roxette,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scan 7,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Peter & Gordon,
Glenn Branca,
The Cramps,
Kevin Saunderson,
Underground Resistance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Searchers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fuzztones,
Davy DMX,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.