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 United States 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses 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?
Moebius,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
Gerry Rafferty,
The American Breed,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
Yaz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Byron Stingily,
Pussy Galore,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
Pagans,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Sonics,
John Lydon,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Ponytail,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
The Fall,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Evens,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Terry,
Maurizio,
10cc,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Remains,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
JFA,
Dark Day,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drexciya,
Unwound,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.