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 Samoa and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Sex Pistols to the grunge 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
the Human League,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
Adolescents,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Pole,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joy Division,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mad Mike,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
the Slits,
Underground Resistance,
Von Mondo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Derrick May,
the Bar-Kays,
The Zeros,
Bill Wells,
Newcleus,
Lungfish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warren Ellis,
Minnie Riperton,
The Skatalites,
A Certain Ratio,
cv313,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
U.S. Maple,
Heaven 17,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobby Byrd,
Aaron Thompson,
John Holt,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amazonics,
Lakeside,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Excepter,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Pop Group,
Letta Mbulu,
ABC,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.