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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Cheater Slicks,
Siglo XX,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
B.T. Express,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
Oneida,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
Freddie Wadling,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalann,
Wally Richardson,
Scientists,
Bang On A Can,
The Doors,
Ituana,
Spoonie Gee,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bill Near,
AZ,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Byrd,
Ice-T,
Joey Negro,
David Axelrod,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Fraelich,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
Joe Smooth,
Dead Boys,
Simply Red,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
X-Ray Spex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Cluster,
Underground Resistance,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Los Fastidios,
Black Pus,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dirtbombs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Au Pairs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.