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 Ivory Coast and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Franke to the crunk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Arthur Verocai,
The Zeros,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sound,
Ituana,
Soulsonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Graham Central Station,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
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The Trojans,
The Gladiators,
Flipper,
Babytalk,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
LL Cool J,
Dennis Brown,
Hardrive,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
Panda Bear,
U.S. Maple,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tres Demented,
Liliput,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
Can,
Idris Muhammad,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
Shoche,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Real Kids,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bad Manners,
Barclay James Harvest,
Frankie Knuckles,
Motorama,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Max Romeo,
Letta Mbulu,
Excepter,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
The Flesh Eaters,
R.M.O.,
Japan,
DJ Style,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.