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 Armenia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Cybotron,
Accadde A,
Magazine,
Schoolly D,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
48th St. Collective,
Amazonics,
Graham Central Station,
K-Klass,
Television,
Angry Samoans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
The Sound,
Au Pairs,
Eddi Front,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wasted Youth,
The Victims,
Godley & Creme,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Glambeats Corp.,
Guru Guru,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Barracudas,
Fatback Band,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Tropical Tobacco,
Excepter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drexciya,
Altered Images,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liliput,
The Searchers,
Siglo XX,
Tim Buckley,
Television Personalities,
Simply Red,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quantec,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Bananas,
The Angels of Light,
The New Christs,
Scion,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Model 500,
Robert Hood,
David Bowie,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.