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 Croatia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes 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 Nick Fraelich to the punk 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Golliwogs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Malaria!,
Charles Mingus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wolf Eyes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Los Fastidios,
Terry Callier,
Drexciya,
The Stooges,
Mark Hollis,
Khruangbin,
Stetsasonic,
Buzzcocks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blake Baxter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
Magma,
Can,
Vainqueur,
Niagra,
The Raincoats,
Cymande,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Style,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Mandrill,
Graham Central Station,
Bill Near,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
D'Angelo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sällskapet,
Shoche,
Suburban Knight,
The Gladiators,
L. Decosne,
Infiniti,
Jandek,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Deadbeat,
Davy DMX,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.