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 Algeria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pop Group,
Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gun Club,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
David McCallum,
Altered Images,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
AZ,
Popol Vuh,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Associates,
Japan,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
Matthew Halsall,
The Music Machine,
Connie Case,
Shoche,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Clarke,
The Durutti Column,
Cluster,
Surgeon,
Neu!,
Rekid,
The Divine Comedy,
World's Most,
Boredoms,
The Wake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
A Certain Ratio,
Quantec,
D'Angelo,
The Offenders,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeff Lynne,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Carl Craig,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
The Five Americans,
Pylon,
R.M.O.,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.