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 United States and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Popol Vuh to the grunge 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Heaven 17,
Niagra,
Audionom,
Japan,
The Stooges,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
Bob Dylan,
Juan Atkins,
Rosa Yemen,
The Golliwogs,
Mars,
Marmalade,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monks,
X-101,
Al Stewart,
Essential Logic,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
Second Layer,
Swell Maps,
Barry Ungar,
The Move,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arcadia,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
The Invisible,
The Evens,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Parrish,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
The Moody Blues,
Judy Mowatt,
Ponytail,
Ken Boothe,
Main Source,
Thee Headcoats,
Brothers Johnson,
Bauhaus,
T.S.O.L.,
the Association,
Mission of Burma,
Rod Modell,
Duran Duran,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
The Fall,
Subhumans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.