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 Poland and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bob Dylan,
Marvin Gaye,
Patti Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dark Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Star Department,
The Doors,
Matthew Halsall,
The Wake,
Kurtis Blow,
Pulsallama,
Cecil Taylor,
World's Most,
Peter and Kerry,
The Evens,
Piero Umiliani,
Procol Harum,
Dave Gahan,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Fraelich,
Ronan,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donald Byrd,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
Underground Resistance,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Magma,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mummies,
UT,
Main Source,
James White and The Blacks,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
The Index,
The Tremeloes,
The Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Cure,
Bronski Beat,
Y Pants,
The Gap Band,
Robert Wyatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Suicide,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.