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 Thailand and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Maurizio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Saints,
Jeff Mills,
The Selecter,
World's Most,
Agent Orange,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vladislav Delay,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fuzztones,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
a-ha,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Henry Cow,
Smog,
Rekid,
Section 25,
The Human League,
The Sonics,
Adolescents,
The Monks,
The Moody Blues,
The Move,
Organ,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Wally Richardson,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smiths,
The Offenders,
Harpers Bizarre,
8 Eyed Spy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Fraelich,
Warren Ellis,
Nas,
The Detroit Cobras,
David Axelrod,
Kas Product,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.