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 Cyprus and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Deakin to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crash Course in Science,
The Victims,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultravox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Associates,
Slave,
The American Breed,
Idris Muhammad,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Crime,
Aaron Thompson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bang On A Can,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Blake Baxter,
Bronski Beat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Doors,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
Altered Images,
Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Franke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mr. Review,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Residents,
Sarah Menescal,
Severed Heads,
Scion,
Sandy B,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
The Real Kids,
Marmalade,
The Fugs,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
Rites of Spring,
The Last Poets,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Style,
Niagra,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.