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 Barbados and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the punk 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slick Rick,
ABBA,
Circle Jerks,
Marshall Jefferson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry,
the Association,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
The American Breed,
Matthew Bourne,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Yusef Lateef,
Scrapy,
The Fall,
Loose Ends,
The Kinks,
Jerry's Kids,
John Lydon,
Michelle Simonal,
Oneida,
Soulsonic Force,
Sexual Harrassment,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
Visage,
Vladislav Delay,
Prince Buster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fluxion,
Zapp,
Ten City,
The Real Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fat Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lindisfarne,
UT,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mantronix,
Porter Ricks,
Alison Limerick,
Can,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Shoche,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.