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 Djibouti and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Anakelly to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
Amazonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Absolute Body Control,
Alton Ellis,
Aloha Tigers,
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
The Pretty Things,
Fad Gadget,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronan,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Silicon Teens,
Bauhaus,
Godley & Creme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kaleidoscope,
Negative Approach,
The Red Krayola,
Davy DMX,
Arcadia,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
Wasted Youth,
The Saints,
D'Angelo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minny Pops,
Man Parrish,
Wally Richardson,
Lalann,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dawn Penn,
UT,
Lyres,
Desert Stars,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flash Fearless,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Erykah Badu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cowsills,
Stockholm Monsters,
B.T. Express,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.