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 Dominica 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum 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 Ohio Players to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tim Buckley,
The Gories,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio,
the Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Television Personalities,
The Velvet Underground,
Essential Logic,
The Durutti Column,
The Cramps,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
the Slits,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Saints,
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
Max Romeo,
D'Angelo,
Shoche,
Danielle Patucci,
Bizarre Inc.,
The American Breed,
The Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Section 25,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Moon,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dirtbombs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drexciya,
Groovy Waters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cluster,
Delta 5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Lou Christie,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
Tommy Roe,
Tom Boy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arcadia,
Hoover,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pere Ubu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.