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 Tanzania and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 DJ Sneak to the punk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Electric Prunes,
Lakeside,
Intrusion,
Guru Guru,
Harmonia,
The Raincoats,
John Cale,
David McCallum,
Interpol,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anthony Braxton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Average White Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Janne Schatter,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
The Searchers,
Mr. Review,
Simply Red,
Masters at Work,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Detroit Cobras,
Althea and Donna,
Half Japanese,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dave Gahan,
Smog,
Fugazi,
The Mojo Men,
The Pop Group,
Make Up,
The Doors,
Bill Near,
Charles Mingus,
Underground Resistance,
Joey Negro,
ABBA,
Model 500,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quadrant,
The Young Rascals,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scan 7,
This Heat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camouflage,
The Count Five,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.