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 South Sudan and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Susan Cadogan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Newcleus,
D'Angelo,
Hasil Adkins,
Byron Stingily,
Minor Threat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dead C,
the Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Dark Day,
Rapeman,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Bang On A Can,
The Divine Comedy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fugazi,
Stiv Bators,
Fela Kuti,
the Fania All-Stars,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Max Romeo,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-102,
Erasure,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Alphaville,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
Roxette,
Altered Images,
Icehouse,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
MDC,
Cymande,
Crash Course in Science,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultravox,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.