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 Dominica and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 David Bowie 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
Joe Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Hardrive,
UT,
Mr. Review,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
Khruangbin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Symarip,
LL Cool J,
Pussy Galore,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
The Saints,
Scratch Acid,
The Monochrome Set,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boz Scaggs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marvin Gaye,
John Coltrane,
10cc,
The Fortunes,
the Slits,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
This Heat,
Sight & Sound,
Unwound,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Bananas,
Rapeman,
The Stooges,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Dorothy Ashby,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
The Associates,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.