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 Vanuatu and from London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quando Quango to the rap 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Robert Wyatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
PIL,
B.T. Express,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Ponytail,
The Divine Comedy,
Zapp,
K-Klass,
Joensuu 1685,
L. Decosne,
The Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
Alison Limerick,
Ten City,
The Barracudas,
Sixth Finger,
Desert Stars,
The Buckinghams,
the Sonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Smooth,
cv313,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Misunderstood,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eddi Front,
The Blues Magoos,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Prince Buster,
Todd Rundgren,
8 Eyed Spy,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Kool Moe Dee,
Buzzcocks,
Altered Images,
The Litter,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.