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 Italy and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Negative Approach to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Panda Bear,
Desert Stars,
Quando Quango,
Marc Almond,
Dave Gahan,
Animal Collective,
Eli Mardock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Accadde A,
Zero Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doors,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Byrd,
Cybotron,
The Searchers,
The Victims,
Scrapy,
AZ,
Joey Negro,
Prince Buster,
Schoolly D,
Jerry's Kids,
In Retrospect,
Yellowson,
Thee Headcoats,
Rapeman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Organ,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Von Mondo,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Cymande,
The Red Krayola,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chrome,
Roger Hodgson,
Donald Byrd,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
Steve Hackett,
The Walker Brothers,
Bluetip,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.