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 Korea South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Sherman to the dance 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Shuggie Otis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerri Chandler,
Ornette Coleman,
Eve St. Jones,
Procol Harum,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Marmalade,
Marc Almond,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Delta 5,
the Human League,
The Techniques,
Mandrill,
Sugar Minott,
These Immortal Souls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scientists,
The Offenders,
FM Einheit,
Royal Trux,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lindisfarne,
KRS-One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sarah Menescal,
The Busters,
The Knickerbockers,
Duran Duran,
The Durutti Column,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sister Nancy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Terry Callier,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Second Layer,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.