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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Davy DMX to the disco 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Average White Band,
Excepter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
The Dirtbombs,
Susan Cadogan,
Adolescents,
Soulsonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Mills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Niagra,
The Divine Comedy,
The Victims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Green,
Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Swell Maps,
Goldenarms,
Zapp,
Inner City,
Magazine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Juan Atkins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yusef Lateef,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Normal,
Reuben Wilson,
Tubeway Army,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Association,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
China Crisis,
Royal Trux,
Josef K,
New York Dolls,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.