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 Peru and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Busters,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
E-Dancer,
The Pop Group,
The Durutti Column,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Moby Grape,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
Bad Manners,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
Grey Daturas,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Wings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dual Sessions,
Godley & Creme,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
The Cowsills,
Ice-T,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camberwell Now,
Scrapy,
Maurizio,
Unwound,
The United States of America,
The Last Poets,
Lyres,
Jeff Lynne,
Byron Stingily,
The Motions,
Robert Wyatt,
MC5,
Neil Young,
Bobby Sherman,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
Suicide,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q and Not U,
Pantaleimon,
Sister Nancy,
The Cramps,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.