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 Kiribati and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Morten Harket,
Gang Starr,
Max Romeo,
Barbara Tucker,
Theoretical Girls,
Sparks,
Gichy Dan,
Agitation Free,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Japan,
Livin' Joy,
Interpol,
Radio Birdman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fatback Band,
The Last Poets,
Negative Approach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q and Not U,
Basic Channel,
FM Einheit,
Rosa Yemen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Can,
The Barracudas,
Altered Images,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
The Names,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Michelle Simonal,
John Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Liliput,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kas Product,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultra Naté,
Wasted Youth,
Audionom,
Inner City,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
Talk Talk,
Severed Heads,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.