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 Panama and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 The Dirtbombs to the rock 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
Nils Olav,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cowsills,
Negative Approach,
Cheater Slicks,
The Moleskins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Monks,
The Golliwogs,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
Roger Hodgson,
the Association,
The Zeros,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sonics,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
The Slackers,
Junior Murvin,
Ornette Coleman,
The Durutti Column,
FM Einheit,
Nas,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
Pantaleimon,
The Count Five,
Roxy Music,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed,
Jerry's Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Intrusion,
Black Bananas,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Flag,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Inner City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Morten Harket,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Foxx,
Spandau Ballet,
Arcadia,
The Human League,
Todd Terry,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.