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 Chad and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Circle Jerks to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Offenders,
Scion,
Scientists,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Q and Not U,
Thompson Twins,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
The Moleskins,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker,
Ituana,
Wire,
Goldenarms,
Blossom Toes,
the Germs,
Joe Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aswad,
Cybotron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
Siglo XX,
Scratch Acid,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
Panda Bear,
Sun Ra,
Reuben Wilson,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Lyres,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Black Sheep,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Halsall,
Mark Hollis,
Mandrill,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
EPMD,
Babytalk,
Ohio Players,
Can,
The Last Poets,
Organ,
Crispian St. Peters,
Franke,
U.S. Maple,
The Vogues,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.