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 Thailand and from Bremen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Max Romeo to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fad Gadget,
Main Source,
Barbara Tucker,
Hardrive,
Los Fastidios,
The Moody Blues,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker,
Minnie Riperton,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
John Cale,
Organ,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cowsills,
Freddie Wadling,
Alice Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
Pere Ubu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Suicide,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Starr,
Colin Newman,
OOIOO,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deakin,
Avey Tare,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
Kurtis Blow,
The Human League,
Cymande,
the Swans,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Mars,
Lightning Bolt,
Vainqueur,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Glenn Branca,
Panda Bear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stetsasonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharoah Sanders,
Subhumans,
Animal Collective,
The Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.