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 Sri Lanka and from Edmonton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Grauzone to the jazz 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Monks,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blossom Toes,
Radiopuhelimet,
DJ Sneak,
The Fire Engines,
John Cale,
Procol Harum,
Eddi Front,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
The Dead C,
Tom Boy,
Urselle,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wings,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
Franke,
Stereo Dub,
The Misunderstood,
Flash Fearless,
Crime,
PIL,
The Buckinghams,
New Order,
Erasure,
Anakelly,
Y Pants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Red Krayola,
Sixth Finger,
Malaria!,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Loose Ends,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
The Fall,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
The Stooges,
Quando Quango,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxette,
Electric Prunes,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.