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 Azerbaijan and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Zeros to the disco 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Underground Resistance,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
Todd Terry,
Lyres,
Rosa Yemen,
Eli Mardock,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bauhaus,
the Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
Matthew Bourne,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nas,
X-101,
Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Silicon Teens,
Lungfish,
Drexciya,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Average White Band,
Sex Pistols,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
These Immortal Souls,
Eurythmics,
Jandek,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Grey Daturas,
Fat Boys,
David McCallum,
Aswad,
Tres Demented,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cluster,
Bluetip,
Gang Green,
Depeche Mode,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.