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 Benin and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
The Monochrome Set,
Reuben Wilson,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
A Certain Ratio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mummies,
Cameo,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Wells,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
Hasil Adkins,
the Normal,
Nas,
Mark Hollis,
The Star Department,
Make Up,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Arab on Radar,
Roxette,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Simply Red,
The Walker Brothers,
The Smiths,
Nico,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiohead,
Skriet,
Rites of Spring,
Japan,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Bananas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blossom Toes,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.