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 Cyprus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Pantaleimon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Starr,
The Neon Judgement,
Whodini,
The Doors,
Derrick Morgan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Smiths,
The Divine Comedy,
Cluster,
U.S. Maple,
Henry Cow,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker,
EPMD,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
Faraquet,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Flash Fearless,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Stetsasonic,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scion,
The Gories,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
Roxy Music,
Goldenarms,
Peter & Gordon,
Bad Manners,
Camouflage,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Chrome,
Model 500,
Harry Pussy,
Pere Ubu,
Swell Maps,
Jandek,
The Martian,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
The Flesh Eaters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.