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 Portugal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Rundgren to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Roy Ayers,
Newcleus,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxy Music,
Agitation Free,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul,
L. Decosne,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stetsasonic,
Robert Görl,
Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rapeman,
Skriet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Donny Hathaway,
Yazoo,
Michelle Simonal,
Sex Pistols,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lalann,
Arab on Radar,
Loose Ends,
Steve Hackett,
The Wake,
Moby Grape,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arcadia,
Icehouse,
the Slits,
Marc Almond,
Deadbeat,
CMW,
Darondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
UT,
This Heat,
Tom Boy,
Black Moon,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
The Moody Blues,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.