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 Honduras and from Manchester.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the crunk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Excepter,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Leaves,
Niagra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Star Department,
Gang of Four,
Mad Mike,
Nico,
Nils Olav,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hashim,
Pere Ubu,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tim Buckley,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
The Red Krayola,
Black Flag,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Kinks,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
CMW,
Fad Gadget,
The Wake,
The Dead C,
Infiniti,
Livin' Joy,
Second Layer,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dennis Brown,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Michelle Simonal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
Popol Vuh,
Radio Birdman,
Tom Boy,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.