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 Madagascar and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Marc Almond to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
China Crisis,
Subhumans,
Quantec,
The Mojo Men,
Lucky Dragons,
Mantronix,
Thompson Twins,
Rakim,
Letta Mbulu,
Swell Maps,
Ken Boothe,
The Sound,
The Zeros,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick May,
Deakin,
Technova,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare,
Ohio Players,
Minor Threat,
Ornette Coleman,
Popol Vuh,
the Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
Hoover,
The Happenings,
The Mummies,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
The Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
a-ha,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gregory Isaacs,
June of 44,
ABBA,
Carl Craig,
The Invisible,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
The Cure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nik Kershaw,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.