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 Senegal and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ultravox to the dance 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Fall,
Massinfluence,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
Max Romeo,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Brand Nubian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mission of Burma,
Jimmy McGriff,
The American Breed,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smoke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
Roger Hodgson,
Parry Music,
Subhumans,
Drexciya,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Young Marble Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
Patti Smith,
Camouflage,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swell Maps,
Livin' Joy,
Buzzcocks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Hasil Adkins,
Thompson Twins,
The Monks,
Guru Guru,
Zero Boys,
Nas,
Bluetip,
Little Man,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
The Pop Group,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
Unwound,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.