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 Slovakia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Section 25 to the dance 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skaos,
Model 500,
Steve Hackett,
The Gories,
Ludus,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare,
Dave Gahan,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
Fear,
Lindisfarne,
The Smoke,
Can,
Joyce Sims,
Eli Mardock,
Public Enemy,
Black Sheep,
The Toasters,
Interpol,
Sun City Girls,
One Last Wish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monks,
Rapeman,
Thee Headcoats,
Von Mondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
Con Funk Shun,
The Last Poets,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
The Leaves,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blancmange,
Kayak,
The Slackers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
Graham Central Station,
The Human League,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers,
The Index,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
The Blackbyrds,
Basic Channel,
Tears for Fears,
Stetsasonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.