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 Mauritania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Cluster to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
Thee Headcoats,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
The Red Krayola,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
China Crisis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Wolf Eyes,
Visage,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Mills,
Mars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dave Gahan,
Sonic Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Audionom,
Johnny Osbourne,
Schoolly D,
Average White Band,
Rod Modell,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Associates,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
June of 44,
The Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Outsiders,
Deakin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
a-ha,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Germs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Youth Brigade,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
Barbara Tucker,
Khruangbin,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.