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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Marcia Griffiths to the crunk 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
K-Klass,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
Sparks,
Fugazi,
The Dead C,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Junior Murvin,
JFA,
Joensuu 1685,
Joey Negro,
Piero Umiliani,
Joy Division,
The Cowsills,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Terry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiohead,
Marmalade,
The Moody Blues,
The Flesh Eaters,
DJ Sneak,
The Searchers,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Shoche,
Max Romeo,
Neu!,
Chris Corsano,
Scion,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Clarke,
Moebius,
Amazonics,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Busters,
CMW,
Gang of Four,
Lindisfarne,
Fad Gadget,
Cluster,
Altered Images,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.