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 China and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sam Rivers to the grime 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Busters,
Clear Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anthony Braxton,
Connie Case,
Soul II Soul,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bad Manners,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Morten Harket,
Colin Newman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pylon,
Faust,
Sun Ra,
Charles Mingus,
Banda Bassotti,
Idris Muhammad,
A Certain Ratio,
Hardrive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tears for Fears,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mandrill,
The Zeros,
The Electric Prunes,
Ornette Coleman,
Silicon Teens,
Brass Construction,
Half Japanese,
Skarface,
Sparks,
Funky Four + One,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
The Dirtbombs,
Newcleus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Malaria!,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
L. Decosne,
Max Romeo,
Icehouse,
Unrelated Segments,
Monks,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Misunderstood,
La Düsseldorf,
Althea and Donna,
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.