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 Montenegro and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet 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 Saccharine Trust to the rap 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronnie Foster,
The Birthday Party,
Pussy Galore,
The Mojo Men,
the Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
EPMD,
Livin' Joy,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Malaria!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Procol Harum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Los Fastidios,
Scrapy,
Hoover,
Throbbing Gristle,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mr. Review,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
Scion,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ponytail,
Wire,
The American Breed,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
Deakin,
Bobby Byrd,
Letta Mbulu,
Boz Scaggs,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
Ohio Players,
Steve Hackett,
Maurizio,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doors,
Charles Mingus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gun Club,
Mark Hollis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mummies,
Nico,
Japan,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.