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 Yemen and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Lalann,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Alison Limerick,
Intrusion,
Lindisfarne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
Banda Bassotti,
10cc,
the Sonics,
Metal Thangz,
Magazine,
The Doors,
Popol Vuh,
Brothers Johnson,
Lucky Dragons,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Michelle Simonal,
Alphaville,
Quantec,
Scott Walker,
Au Pairs,
Byron Stingily,
World's Most,
Soul II Soul,
Television,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Copeland,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Depeche Mode,
Gong,
Vladislav Delay,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
Fatback Band,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Con Funk Shun,
Minny Pops,
David McCallum,
Marcia Griffiths,
DJ Style,
Audionom,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skaos,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lalo Schifrin,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Görl,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Association,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.