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 Philippines and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Bobby Sherman to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Metal Thangz,
Fear,
Rekid,
The Sound,
Mad Mike,
Sarah Menescal,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
Brothers Johnson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Q65,
Andrew Hill,
Gang of Four,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Susan Cadogan,
Harry Pussy,
John Cale,
Don Cherry,
The Slits,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aural Exciters,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
Subhumans,
Wings,
Black Moon,
Alphaville,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Qualms,
The Victims,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
Goldenarms,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
Groovy Waters,
Crime,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy,
Yellowson,
Moby Grape,
The Mummies,
Harmonia,
The American Breed,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick May,
Gichy Dan,
Bush Tetras,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dual Sessions,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.