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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Nils Olav to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Cramps,
Morten Harket,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Rundgren,
Bluetip,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultra Naté,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
Skriet,
Joensuu 1685,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
Depeche Mode,
Arab on Radar,
Brothers Johnson,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Henry Cow,
Organ,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Peter and Kerry,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Byrd,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Franke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Enemy,
Flipper,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
Eric B and Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cal Tjader,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.