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 Bhutan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tropical Tobacco to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Yellowson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mandrill,
Scan 7,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Colin Newman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quando Quango,
Soft Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Main Source,
Suicide,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Stooges,
Slick Rick,
48th St. Collective,
New Order,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hoover,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Lynne,
Ten City,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Das Ding,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Isaac Hayes,
Youth Brigade,
The Misunderstood,
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Detroit Cobras,
Model 500,
Arab on Radar,
Aswad,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Almond,
Circle Jerks,
Arthur Verocai,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Niagra,
DNA,
The Associates,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.