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 Albania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 John Lydon to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
Popol Vuh,
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
Clear Light,
Nirvana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siglo XX,
Ludus,
Harmonia,
Scion,
The Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
Pussy Galore,
Donald Byrd,
Mark Hollis,
Danielle Patucci,
T. Rex,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lucky Dragons,
Fat Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Slits,
Quantec,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
Subhumans,
Spoonie Gee,
Stiv Bators,
Sight & Sound,
the Swans,
Josef K,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Magazine,
Blancmange,
The Leaves,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bad Manners,
Max Romeo,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Martian,
The Toasters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wings,
Bauhaus,
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.