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 China and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Oneida to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth 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?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Searchers,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
The Toasters,
Scion,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Blackbyrds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Malaria!,
Joe Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gichy Dan,
Public Enemy,
Newcleus,
Tom Boy,
Sonny Sharrock,
MC5,
Cal Tjader,
Patti Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
T. Rex,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Make Up,
The Martian,
John Lydon,
Camberwell Now,
La Düsseldorf,
Sandy B,
David Axelrod,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
cv313,
Darondo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Can,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radio Birdman,
Q65,
Skaos,
Icehouse,
Hoover,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Moleskins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Gang Green,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.