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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Fad Gadget to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
The Fall,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Slave,
Rapeman,
Zero Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kaleidoscope,
The Selecter,
Reuben Wilson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Second Layer,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sight & Sound,
Mr. Review,
Don Cherry,
L. Decosne,
David Bowie,
Lyres,
Crime,
Rosa Yemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neu!,
Slick Rick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cybotron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves,
Adolescents,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
Robert Wyatt,
Unwound,
Lou Reed,
Stereo Dub,
Ronan,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
Scott Walker,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.