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 New Zealand and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Adolescents 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deepchord,
a-ha,
Excepter,
Lalann,
Gang Starr,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Silicon Teens,
Jacob Miller,
F. McDonald,
Sonny Sharrock,
Faust,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
Brick,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
Swell Maps,
the Swans,
Babytalk,
cv313,
The Residents,
Henry Cow,
Yellowson,
Steve Hackett,
John Lydon,
New York Dolls,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Freddie Wadling,
The Birthday Party,
Quantec,
Metal Thangz,
Barbara Tucker,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
Maleditus Sound,
Quando Quango,
Dual Sessions,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Golliwogs,
Deakin,
Darondo,
Simply Red,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Remains,
E-Dancer,
Malaria!,
Max Romeo,
Mantronix,
The Buckinghams,
Tom Boy,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
ABC,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.