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 United States and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 Neu! to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Blossom Toes,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed,
Can,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABBA,
The Names,
Camouflage,
Motorama,
Guru Guru,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Adolescents,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Womack,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
Pantytec,
Quantec,
The Cramps,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers,
Idris Muhammad,
Wire,
The Techniques,
R.M.O.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
ABC,
Derrick May,
F. McDonald,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hardrive,
T.S.O.L.,
MDC,
This Heat,
Black Sheep,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Severed Heads,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neu!,
Organ,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
The Gap Band,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.