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 the UAE and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Hardrive to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
World's Most,
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
The Zeros,
Danielle Patucci,
Lalann,
Mission of Burma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rekid,
Barrington Levy,
Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Radiohead,
the Germs,
Gang Starr,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Steve Hackett,
Jandek,
Rufus Thomas,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Skatalites,
The Saints,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
PIL,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sam Rivers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter & Gordon,
Buzzcocks,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Halsall,
Bauhaus,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lower 48,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.