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 Senegal and from Tehran.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 World's Most to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Bobby Womack,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alton Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
LL Cool J,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smiths,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Khruangbin,
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Monks,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grauzone,
DNA,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
Animal Collective,
The Red Krayola,
Iggy Pop,
Gichy Dan,
The Smoke,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
The Raincoats,
Sonic Youth,
Section 25,
Pantytec,
Scan 7,
Chris Corsano,
Outsiders,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Funkadelic,
Maurizio,
The Standells,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Foxx,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.