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 Albania and from Toronto.
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 Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Spandau Ballet to the electroclash 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mark Hollis,
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Christie,
Albert Ayler,
48th St. Collective,
Interpol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ossler,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
Bob Dylan,
Reuben Wilson,
Vainqueur,
the Normal,
Silicon Teens,
Soft Cell,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Sneak,
Andrew Hill,
The Vogues,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gladiators,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
Minutemen,
David Axelrod,
Bluetip,
The Kinks,
FM Einheit,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T. Rex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Talk Talk,
Cal Tjader,
Mandrill,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yellowson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bush Tetras,
The Slackers,
Rapeman,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.