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 Afghanistan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sarah Menescal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Infiniti,
Marc Almond,
Graham Central Station,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
Metal Thangz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Intrusion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ossler,
Outsiders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Kenny Larkin,
Brick,
Moby Grape,
Harry Pussy,
kango's stein massive,
Bob Dylan,
Freddie Wadling,
Underground Resistance,
Japan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Pus,
The Real Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brass Construction,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Cal Tjader,
The Beau Brummels,
Ponytail,
Wasted Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-102,
Man Parrish,
Qualms,
Cymande,
Bush Tetras,
Main Source,
Lindisfarne,
Vainqueur,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Television Personalities,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
June of 44,
Minny Pops,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.