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 Slovenia and from Salvador.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 The Cowsills to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Wire,
Panda Bear,
Peter & Gordon,
Marvin Gaye,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gories,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Traffic Nightmare,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Cale,
Lalann,
The Techniques,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA,
Ultravox,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Main Source,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Quadrant,
The Music Machine,
Hardrive,
Duran Duran,
Country Teasers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Neil Young,
Bill Wells,
Aswad,
Mad Mike,
The Offenders,
EPMD,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
The Mummies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Stiv Bators,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
The Vogues,
Man Eating Sloth,
Trumans Water,
The Mojo Men,
Minutemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.