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 Switzerland and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grime 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ 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 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Alphaville,
Don Cherry,
Ituana,
Mantronix,
The Motions,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Tomorrow,
Television,
Basic Channel,
The Pop Group,
Donny Hathaway,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delta 5,
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ludus,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Scan 7,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
Slick Rick,
Cameo,
Jacques Brel,
Skaos,
The Residents,
The Fall,
John Holt,
Gabor Szabo,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
The Skatalites,
The Techniques,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
Monolake,
Radio Birdman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wally Richardson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
Dark Day,
Sex Pistols,
Joy Division,
Nils Olav,
Mark Hollis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Al Stewart,
The Misunderstood,
Pantytec,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.