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 Haiti and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the grunge 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Roxette,
Soft Cell,
The Wake,
Eric Dolphy,
The Buckinghams,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cameo,
Skaos,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sandy B,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Angels of Light,
Matthew Halsall,
Television,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
the Slits,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Lynne,
The Golliwogs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fad Gadget,
Make Up,
Ituana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
The Monochrome Set,
John Lydon,
Loose Ends,
Gichy Dan,
The Motions,
Theoretical Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Niagra,
The Busters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Index,
Radio Birdman,
Ponytail,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aswad,
Intrusion,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Fraelich,
Rapeman,
Khruangbin,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.