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 Nigeria and from Philadelphia.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Livin' Joy to the rock 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sugar Minott,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Qualms,
John Cale,
Marmalade,
Matthew Halsall,
Stiv Bators,
Ten City,
Wire,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Pus,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Underground Resistance,
June Days,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Crime,
Ken Boothe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arcadia,
The Standells,
CMW,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
Index,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sound Behaviour,
L. Decosne,
Graham Central Station,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Tom Boy,
Peter and Kerry,
Delon & Dalcan,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Sun City Girls,
Cybotron,
Q65,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Porter Ricks,
The Last Poets,
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.