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 Antigua and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Tom Verlaine 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sugar Minott,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tropical Tobacco,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doors,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ohio Players,
Au Pairs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mojo Men,
The Associates,
Bill Near,
Wasted Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Section 25,
Q and Not U,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronnie Foster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Arcadia,
Ultravox,
Pylon,
Soul II Soul,
Intrusion,
Eric Dolphy,
Bauhaus,
Ice-T,
the Swans,
Joey Negro,
CMW,
The Gladiators,
The American Breed,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Wake,
Henry Cow,
Howard Jones,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
Hasil Adkins,
Hashim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barry Ungar,
Fluxion,
The New Christs,
U.S. Maple,
The Birthday Party,
Prince Buster,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.