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 India and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Alton Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Quantec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
The American Breed,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Junior Murvin,
Albert Ayler,
The Residents,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Neon Judgement,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brick,
Blake Baxter,
The Cure,
Shuggie Otis,
Charles Mingus,
New Order,
La Düsseldorf,
John Cale,
Skaos,
Dawn Penn,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Fraelich,
Darondo,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
ABBA,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
The Music Machine,
The Blackbyrds,
Bob Dylan,
Amon Düül,
Chrome,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Newcleus,
The Evens,
Skriet,
H. Thieme,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
The Raincoats,
Sun City Girls,
Warsaw,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Mad Mike,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris & Cosey,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.