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 Egypt and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Erasure to the rap 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxy Music,
The Dirtbombs,
Dave Gahan,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Deadbeat,
48th St. Collective,
Suicide,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Carl Craig,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonic Youth,
Desert Stars,
Subhumans,
Godley & Creme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spoonie Gee,
Sparks,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Fear,
Brick,
Robert Wyatt,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Smiths,
Prince Buster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Michelle Simonal,
Wire,
The Smoke,
Make Up,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Moon,
Aaron Thompson,
K-Klass,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slackers,
Das Ding,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.