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 Ireland and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
The Searchers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
Deakin,
Jandek,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Deadbeat,
Niagra,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
Idris Muhammad,
Quando Quango,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
Alison Limerick,
Roxette,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Clarke,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Green,
Barrington Levy,
Donald Byrd,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller,
The Pop Group,
ABBA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric Dolphy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Evens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
Bluetip,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Finger,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wire,
Japan,
Lyres,
The Barracudas,
Mission of Burma,
The Victims,
Q and Not U,
Thee Headcoats,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.