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 Dominican Republic and from Copenhagen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Talk Talk to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cybotron,
Von Mondo,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Q65,
Brick,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soulsonic Force,
Ten City,
Grey Daturas,
Judy Mowatt,
Vainqueur,
Glenn Branca,
Rekid,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
Scion,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
10cc,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fall,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang Green,
Suicide,
Clear Light,
The Star Department,
Aaron Thompson,
Stereo Dub,
Niagra,
the Sonics,
Main Source,
Rotary Connection,
Masters at Work,
Josef K,
X-102,
La Düsseldorf,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
Boz Scaggs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young,
Television,
Lindisfarne,
Wolf Eyes,
John Lydon,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.