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 Libya and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Selecter to the dance 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Ituana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Easy Going,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Pus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Television,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Excepter,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Funky Four + One,
Pagans,
Bootsy Collins,
These Immortal Souls,
World's Most,
The Monks,
Mission of Burma,
The Grass Roots,
The Saints,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris Corsano,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aswad,
Inner City,
Suicide,
Public Enemy,
The Move,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Flag,
Man Parrish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Slick Rick,
Warren Ellis,
Marmalade,
Duran Duran,
Second Layer,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
Nation of Ulysses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.