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 Mexico and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Fall to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deepchord,
Dennis Brown,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erasure,
UT,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Wally Richardson,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Aswad,
Traffic Nightmare,
Laurel Aitken,
Parry Music,
Marc Almond,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
Yaz,
Dead Boys,
cv313,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fortunes,
Procol Harum,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Fatback Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
A Certain Ratio,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
The Sound,
Ossler,
Alice Coltrane,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
Pierre Henry,
Mantronix,
The Gap Band,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.