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 Gabon and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth 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?
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
Eddi Front,
David Bowie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Index,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
Boredoms,
Donald Byrd,
Byron Stingily,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smiths,
Gang Starr,
Spandau Ballet,
Bush Tetras,
Rekid,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Warsaw,
Robert Hood,
The Gap Band,
The Victims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lucky Dragons,
The Tremeloes,
The Sound,
The Busters,
Von Mondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
A Certain Ratio,
Minny Pops,
Smog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hashim,
Pylon,
the Human League,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Smoke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Depeche Mode,
Deepchord,
Colin Newman,
The Modern Lovers,
Kenny Larkin,
Technova,
Yusef Lateef,
LL Cool J,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.