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 United States and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Delta 5 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Görl,
FM Einheit,
Monolake,
Adolescents,
Urselle,
Warren Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T. Rex,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Halsall,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
Echospace,
Hoover,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DJ Sneak,
Fela Kuti,
H. Thieme,
Sound Behaviour,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
Public Enemy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Misunderstood,
The Smiths,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
ABC,
Fear,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacob Miller,
This Heat,
The Blackbyrds,
Alton Ellis,
Eddi Front,
James White and The Blacks,
X-Ray Spex,
Mars,
Amon Düül II,
Marmalade,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
Slave,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Lydon,
The Happenings,
Reagan Youth,
The Red Krayola,
T.S.O.L.,
Nico,
Maurizio,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.