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 Norway and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the disco 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Nick Fraelich,
Rosa Yemen,
Lindisfarne,
DJ Sneak,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
The Modern Lovers,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Eric B and Rakim,
Guru Guru,
Pagans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Severed Heads,
Darondo,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
Archie Shepp,
The Pretty Things,
the Association,
Gong,
X-102,
Main Source,
Piero Umiliani,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Prince Buster,
Tres Demented,
Robert Hood,
Connie Case,
Max Romeo,
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
Althea and Donna,
The Music Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agent Orange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxy Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Parrish,
AZ,
New York Dolls,
Y Pants,
China Crisis,
The Mojo Men,
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Intrusion,
Eric Dolphy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.