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 Micronesia and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Silicon Teens to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Ohio Players,
Goldenarms,
Vladislav Delay,
cv313,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Masters at Work,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacques Brel,
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
ABC,
10cc,
John Lydon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
UT,
Q and Not U,
Urselle,
This Heat,
Nas,
Fear,
Neil Young,
Negative Approach,
AZ,
Minny Pops,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drexciya,
The Detroit Cobras,
Monolake,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
L. Decosne,
Spandau Ballet,
Supertramp,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Roger Hodgson,
Mr. Review,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dirtbombs,
Motorama,
Lou Christie,
Pylon,
Chrome,
Nico,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Duran Duran,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.