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 Netherlands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 E-Dancer to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
The Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABBA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
Vladislav Delay,
The Raincoats,
Jeff Lynne,
Half Japanese,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Second Layer,
JFA,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Dolphy,
The Music Machine,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vainqueur,
Harpers Bizarre,
Clear Light,
Warren Ellis,
Section 25,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Whodini,
Graham Central Station,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marc Almond,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
Faraquet,
Sarah Menescal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Amon Düül II,
Au Pairs,
Gerry Rafferty,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Reagan Youth,
B.T. Express,
Stetsasonic,
Faust,
Young Marble Giants,
Funkadelic,
Sun City Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dirtbombs,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.