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 Barbados and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mo-Dettes to the grime 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Motorama,
Sound Behaviour,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dirtbombs,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Babytalk,
The Black Dice,
Hot Snakes,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Erykah Badu,
Barrington Levy,
Barry Ungar,
Black Bananas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pretty Things,
Andrew Hill,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
The Residents,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visage,
Gang Starr,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Sherman,
The Move,
Tom Boy,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scan 7,
Terry Callier,
Marine Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Yusef Lateef,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Axelrod,
Danielle Patucci,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harry Pussy,
Roxy Music,
Soft Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.