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 Montenegro and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba 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 Model 500 to the disco 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Piero Umiliani,
The Red Krayola,
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Subhumans,
The Velvet Underground,
Morten Harket,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Masters at Work,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Animal Collective,
Porter Ricks,
Pierre Henry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Divine Comedy,
Aloha Tigers,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Steve Hackett,
Skaos,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
Franke,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Enemy,
Fatback Band,
Unwound,
Quadrant,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
Flash Fearless,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Pantytec,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Associates,
Gabor Szabo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Lalann,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.