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 Spain and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 The Vogues to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Jeff Lynne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
Accadde A,
Dorothy Ashby,
Model 500,
The Slits,
Infiniti,
The Skatalites,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Tim Buckley,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Can,
K-Klass,
Fat Boys,
Smog,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Gichy Dan,
Underground Resistance,
The Saints,
The Slackers,
The Searchers,
Hot Snakes,
Graham Central Station,
Tears for Fears,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Malaria!,
Aloha Tigers,
Subhumans,
Godley & Creme,
Altered Images,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radio Birdman,
Terry Callier,
Funkadelic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Television Personalities,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
the Human League,
Mark Hollis,
Popol Vuh,
Swell Maps,
Peter and Kerry,
Supertramp,
Bad Manners,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.