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 Zambia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Holger Czukay 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 Soul II Soul to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Bill Near,
the Human League,
Jacques Brel,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warren Ellis,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
MDC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
Barclay James Harvest,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
Terry Callier,
Tears for Fears,
Scion,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultravox,
Index,
Avey Tare,
John Lydon,
Althea and Donna,
The Victims,
Quando Quango,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Darondo,
Sparks,
New York Dolls,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
X-102,
Kerrie Biddell,
These Immortal Souls,
Cameo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris Corsano,
Harmonia,
the Slits,
Skaos,
Mad Mike,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sight & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Skarface,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.