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 Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fat Boys 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Durutti Column,
Kevin Saunderson,
Davy DMX,
The Busters,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Wake,
ABBA,
10cc,
Underground Resistance,
Sällskapet,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül II,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
Altered Images,
The Happenings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
KRS-One,
Second Layer,
Carl Craig,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Absolute Body Control,
Harmonia,
The Blackbyrds,
Tubeway Army,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bootsy Collins,
Kenny Larkin,
The Music Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Smooth,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Byrd,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
The Index,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Foxx,
The Neon Judgement,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.