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 Thailand and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Robert Görl to the electroclash 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Average White Band,
Scrapy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Music Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jerry's Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cluster,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Almond,
New Order,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Babytalk,
Kurtis Blow,
Bronski Beat,
Absolute Body Control,
Newcleus,
Accadde A,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Panda Bear,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Byrd,
Banda Bassotti,
The Kinks,
Organ,
Warsaw,
Crime,
The Invisible,
Ronnie Foster,
China Crisis,
Skriet,
These Immortal Souls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Unwound,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed,
Outsiders,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
June Days,
the Slits,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.