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 Latvia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the techno 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Morten Harket,
Hashim,
Yazoo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
Soul II Soul,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxy Music,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Piero Umiliani,
Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Scrapy,
Man Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Procol Harum,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Fraelich,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Searchers,
Swell Maps,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blues Magoos,
Neil Young,
Judy Mowatt,
Moebius,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Index,
Tres Demented,
The Monochrome Set,
Buzzcocks,
Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Jawbox,
New Order,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
Gang Green,
Nico,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.