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 Croatia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vladislav Delay to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scan 7,
Bobby Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Lalo Schifrin,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anakelly,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Popol Vuh,
Scratch Acid,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Japan,
Lou Christie,
Mark Hollis,
EPMD,
Monolake,
Juan Atkins,
Bush Tetras,
Don Cherry,
Alice Coltrane,
Make Up,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Silicon Teens,
Zero Boys,
Camouflage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
Anthony Braxton,
Arthur Verocai,
Babytalk,
The Durutti Column,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Parry Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Angry Samoans,
Maurizio,
Ronan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tubeway Army,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.