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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Accadde A to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Duran Duran,
The Neon Judgement,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
China Crisis,
Harry Pussy,
Boredoms,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Susan Cadogan,
Make Up,
Motorama,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suburban Knight,
Sandy B,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mr. Review,
Basic Channel,
Siglo XX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Johnny Clarke,
Anakelly,
Jeff Lynne,
DNA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
Cybotron,
Jawbox,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Eli Mardock,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.