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 Norway and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deepchord to the grunge 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tomorrow,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alison Limerick,
Don Cherry,
Amon Düül,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Toasters,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doors,
Television,
Pet Shop Boys,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Gichy Dan,
X-101,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aswad,
the Association,
Jacques Brel,
Main Source,
Public Enemy,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
E-Dancer,
Warren Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Victims,
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cymande,
PIL,
The Music Machine,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scott Walker,
Pylon,
Circle Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lyres,
Newcleus,
Minny Pops,
Blancmange,
The Zeros,
Leonard Cohen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.