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 Turkmenistan and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Public Enemy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Associates,
Suburban Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Harry Pussy,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
cv313,
Pussy Galore,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Fluxion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Skarface,
Davy DMX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
T.S.O.L.,
The Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ralphi Rosario,
Porter Ricks,
The Victims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flipper,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pere Ubu,
Monolake,
Jawbox,
Heaven 17,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
Inner City,
the Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
Unwound,
Swell Maps,
Lungfish,
Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
DNA,
The Gap Band,
Soul II Soul,
Ornette Coleman,
Mark Hollis,
Can,
Graham Central Station,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.