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 Yemen and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cluster to the grime 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
The Neon Judgement,
Loose Ends,
Fugazi,
Susan Cadogan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funkadelic,
Magazine,
Yazoo,
Sixth Finger,
Cybotron,
Scion,
Harry Pussy,
Black Flag,
Eurythmics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vladislav Delay,
Swell Maps,
Bang On A Can,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
New Order,
Blossom Toes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
Wings,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cameo,
Outsiders,
The Buckinghams,
Electric Prunes,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Quadrant,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
Liliput,
One Last Wish,
The Seeds,
The Stooges,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.