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 Australia and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Mars,
Graham Central Station,
Altered Images,
Sun City Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Crash Course in Science,
The Litter,
Cybotron,
Mantronix,
Jandek,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Hood,
Joey Negro,
Robert Wyatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fad Gadget,
Sonic Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
The Star Department,
Goldenarms,
Cameo,
Wings,
Kenny Larkin,
Mo-Dettes,
Sound Behaviour,
Pagans,
The Dirtbombs,
Q and Not U,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
Mark Hollis,
Absolute Body Control,
Trumans Water,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
the Human League,
Interpol,
EPMD,
Guru Guru,
UT,
Sun Ra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed,
Accadde A,
The Sonics,
Byron Stingily,
Zero Boys,
Ponytail,
Deadbeat,
D'Angelo,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.