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 China and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 B.T. Express to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Terry Callier,
Sällskapet,
Arcadia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blossom Toes,
The Five Americans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Josef K,
Bluetip,
Ultra Naté,
Howard Jones,
Aural Exciters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Panda Bear,
Wally Richardson,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Smog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
Niagra,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tom Boy,
The J.B.'s,
The Gladiators,
Pantytec,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The American Breed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Interpol,
Minutemen,
Deadbeat,
Quando Quango,
Bill Near,
Anakelly,
Reuben Wilson,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Popol Vuh,
Cluster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Slits,
The Fall,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Average White Band,
The Dead C,
Absolute Body Control,
John Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.