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 Bulgaria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Q65 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Little Man,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
Alton Ellis,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
Todd Terry,
The Cure,
Pantytec,
Robert Görl,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
AZ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Velvet Underground,
Moebius,
Godley & Creme,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Mo-Dettes,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
Ultra Naté,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Durutti Column,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sarah Menescal,
Hashim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brass Construction,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
The Barracudas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
Danielle Patucci,
Second Layer,
Deadbeat,
Sixth Finger,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.