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 Taiwan and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gerry Rafferty to the jazz 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Young Marble Giants,
Suicide,
Crispy Ambulance,
One Last Wish,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Birthday Party,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moebius,
Alison Limerick,
The Skatalites,
Skriet,
the Bar-Kays,
The Standells,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Basic Channel,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Cluster,
a-ha,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Icehouse,
Symarip,
The Human League,
Jerry's Kids,
Japan,
The Leaves,
Harmonia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sexual Harrassment,
Swell Maps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Make Up,
Khruangbin,
E-Dancer,
Camberwell Now,
Ultravox,
Monks,
EPMD,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Germs,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris Corsano,
Sister Nancy,
New Order,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Con Funk Shun,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.