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 Guinea and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 David Bowie 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 Goldenarms to the electroclash 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Trumans Water,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
Porter Ricks,
a-ha,
Pagans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brass Construction,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker,
Franke,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantytec,
Heaven 17,
Qualms,
Lindisfarne,
The Invisible,
Blancmange,
Black Bananas,
Donny Hathaway,
Drexciya,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Angels of Light,
Can,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
The Velvet Underground,
Khruangbin,
The Stooges,
Erasure,
Black Sheep,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
June Days,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
One Last Wish,
Harmonia,
Arab on Radar,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Livin' Joy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacques Brel,
KRS-One,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.