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 Russia and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Kas Product to the grunge 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hot Snakes,
Black Pus,
The Leaves,
Gerry Rafferty,
Infiniti,
48th St. Collective,
The Fire Engines,
ABC,
Cameo,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Oblivians,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul II Soul,
Zapp,
Bill Near,
cv313,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronnie Foster,
Scientists,
DJ Style,
Aloha Tigers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
Kayak,
The Smoke,
Yellowson,
Flash Fearless,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
The Victims,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
Moby Grape,
The Wake,
Lyres,
Danielle Patucci,
Mad Mike,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Lydon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Derrick Morgan,
Tim Buckley,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ituana,
Matthew Halsall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.