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 Slovakia and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Crime to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
Andrew Hill,
John Cale,
Vainqueur,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
The Skatalites,
Alison Limerick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fela Kuti,
Sandy B,
Ronan,
Lou Christie,
Aural Exciters,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Velvet Underground,
John Foxx,
Suburban Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Surgeon,
The Durutti Column,
Interpol,
The Busters,
Q65,
Icehouse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Evens,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Rekid,
Joey Negro,
Second Layer,
Royal Trux,
Chris Corsano,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Flag,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pussy Galore,
Nils Olav,
Dennis Brown,
Terry Callier,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
Rod Modell,
Alton Ellis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Bananas,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.