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 Botswana and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Andrew Hill to the funk 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 Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry 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?
Newcleus,
Lyres,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott Heron,
Freddie Wadling,
Al Stewart,
Aswad,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
The Cure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Little Man,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
MDC,
Animal Collective,
Can,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Severed Heads,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Barracudas,
The Names,
Dennis Brown,
Blancmange,
the Slits,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Toasters,
Eddi Front,
Aural Exciters,
Patti Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
New York Dolls,
Quantec,
Barbara Tucker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ituana,
Depeche Mode,
Grey Daturas,
Accadde A,
PIL,
OOIOO,
Wally Richardson,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques,
Delta 5,
Scion,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pulsallama,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Wells,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.