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 Papua New Guinea and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Maleditus Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Mark Hollis,
Rod Modell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Carl Craig,
DJ Sneak,
Lucky Dragons,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
The Mojo Men,
Black Flag,
London Community Gospel Choir,
New York Dolls,
Chris Corsano,
Lyres,
Piero Umiliani,
Pylon,
Flash Fearless,
Magma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sound Behaviour,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Robert Wyatt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
The Walker Brothers,
Kayak,
Joey Negro,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bill Wells,
Surgeon,
The Music Machine,
Television,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rekid,
Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Bob Dylan,
The Modern Lovers,
Graham Central Station,
Whodini,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Urselle,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Ultravox,
Swell Maps,
Alison Limerick,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.