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 Spain and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Smog to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Godley & Creme,
Chrome,
Outsiders,
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Hardrive,
Marmalade,
Sam Rivers,
The Cowsills,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smoke,
Joy Division,
Brothers Johnson,
Bill Near,
Black Flag,
The Kinks,
Suburban Knight,
Urselle,
Maurizio,
Supertramp,
Gong,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
X-102,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MDC,
Danielle Patucci,
Das Ding,
Cluster,
Tomorrow,
KRS-One,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dead Boys,
Q and Not U,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slick Rick,
Kerrie Biddell,
Duran Duran,
Pierre Henry,
Ornette Coleman,
Bronski Beat,
The Stooges,
Los Fastidios,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Bananas,
Mark Hollis,
Johnny Clarke,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.