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 Solomon Islands and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rock 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crooked Eye,
The Gories,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
Peter and Kerry,
Bronski Beat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Warsaw,
Minor Threat,
Marine Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Carl Craig,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Five Americans,
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
Black Bananas,
Trumans Water,
Ossler,
Cybotron,
Gang Gang Dance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Young Marble Giants,
Zapp,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aaron Thompson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Groovy Waters,
Joy Division,
Peter & Gordon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wings,
Bluetip,
In Retrospect,
Pantytec,
Tres Demented,
R.M.O.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.