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 Gabon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Parry Music to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
The Walker Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Infiniti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Rotary Connection,
Television,
Davy DMX,
Television Personalities,
The New Christs,
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
Joyce Sims,
Kurtis Blow,
The Velvet Underground,
Sex Pistols,
Don Cherry,
The Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
FM Einheit,
Reuben Wilson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Country Teasers,
Iggy Pop,
Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
Radio Birdman,
The Trojans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Style,
The Standells,
The Gories,
Maurizio,
Tears for Fears,
Funkadelic,
Subhumans,
Joensuu 1685,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Second Layer,
Shuggie Otis,
Ituana,
Bronski Beat,
Wally Richardson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Supertramp,
Wasted Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.