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 Nigeria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Warsaw to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Reuben Wilson,
Marc Almond,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Flipper,
Nation of Ulysses,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Parrish,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quadrant,
Jeff Mills,
Bang On A Can,
Heaven 17,
Hoover,
Mark Hollis,
Pantytec,
Gabor Szabo,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
The Index,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Enemy,
The Slits,
Skarface,
The Slackers,
Robert Hood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Depeche Mode,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Clarke,
Barbara Tucker,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Motorama,
Eden Ahbez,
The Doobie Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Marcia Griffiths,
Colin Newman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Move,
Cymande,
Warren Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Audionom,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Massinfluence,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.