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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Ponytail,
Technova,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
New York Dolls,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Symarip,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
Model 500,
Minutemen,
L. Decosne,
Wings,
Josef K,
Second Layer,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sex Pistols,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
Nico,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Al Stewart,
John Holt,
Das Ding,
Lou Christie,
The Techniques,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
Clear Light,
John Lydon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Pretty Things,
Flipper,
Au Pairs,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Grass Roots,
Unwound,
Brick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erasure,
Bang On A Can,
Monolake,
Mars,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sam Rivers,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.