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 El Salvador and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Main Source,
The Smoke,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABC,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Style,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
Eric Copeland,
Popol Vuh,
Hasil Adkins,
Basic Channel,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Reuben Wilson,
the Sonics,
Shoche,
Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
The Pretty Things,
Tears for Fears,
Livin' Joy,
Excepter,
K-Klass,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispy Ambulance,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
The Doors,
The Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alphaville,
David Bowie,
The Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
Tomorrow,
Nas,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Almond,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Scion,
Funky Four + One,
Hashim,
Peter and Kerry,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Rod Modell,
Magma,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.