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 St Lucia and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 China Crisis to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Black Moon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Slave,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Bobby Womack,
The New Christs,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-102,
Juan Atkins,
Bill Near,
Malaria!,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker,
Drive Like Jehu,
Talk Talk,
Blancmange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gories,
Pierre Henry,
Roger Hodgson,
Absolute Body Control,
Ice-T,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacob Miller,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Fatback Band,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marvin Gaye,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dual Sessions,
Audionom,
Barclay James Harvest,
Robert Wyatt,
Derrick Morgan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
PIL,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Royal Trux,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.