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 Indonesia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lyres to the dance 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Colin Newman,
Rakim,
Mr. Review,
This Heat,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
AZ,
Pylon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Echospace,
Cybotron,
Siglo XX,
Roger Hodgson,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Index,
Robert Görl,
Stetsasonic,
Loose Ends,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
John Holt,
The Blues Magoos,
Swans,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
Brand Nubian,
Amazonics,
Lightning Bolt,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
Althea and Donna,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cheater Slicks,
Darondo,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu,
Crime,
Franke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Count Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlback,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Arthur Verocai,
Youth Brigade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Dark Day,
Country Teasers,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.