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 Jordan and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Siglo XX to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Junior Murvin,
Joy Division,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Flag,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Foxx,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Talk Talk,
Ohio Players,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Excepter,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Moleskins,
Arcadia,
David McCallum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pulsallama,
The Seeds,
Warren Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
Cluster,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
Rekid,
Spandau Ballet,
Marine Girls,
Inner City,
The Slits,
Crime,
The Tremeloes,
Index,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
Animal Collective,
Smog,
Rites of Spring,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Scion,
The Fall,
Skarface,
Model 500,
Soulsonic Force,
Little Man,
Scientists,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Faust,
DJ Style,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.