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 Seychelles and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
The Star Department,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Gabor Szabo,
David Bowie,
Icehouse,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
New York Dolls,
Suicide,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Althea and Donna,
The Residents,
Thompson Twins,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Young Marble Giants,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
Funky Four + One,
The Young Rascals,
The Misunderstood,
Pussy Galore,
The Skatalites,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
The Fugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Oneida,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joey Negro,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Smooth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cure,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q and Not U,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Leonard Cohen,
Section 25,
Brothers Johnson,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Evens,
Reuben Wilson,
Nik Kershaw,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.