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 Singapore and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Kinks to the crunk 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
The Gories,
Ronan,
Sister Nancy,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Black Dice,
Barbara Tucker,
Half Japanese,
Moebius,
Suicide,
Infiniti,
Michelle Simonal,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs,
The Residents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
The Remains,
Faust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Yusef Lateef,
Max Romeo,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Searchers,
Robert Wyatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Toni Rubio,
Organ,
James White and The Blacks,
Scrapy,
Rod Modell,
Soft Machine,
The Cure,
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Con Funk Shun,
New Order,
Wings,
Silicon Teens,
Inner City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Cell,
X-101,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Knickerbockers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric Copeland,
Barry Ungar,
The Selecter,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.