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 Ukraine and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Michelle Simonal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Masters at Work,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marmalade,
The Index,
Wings,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unwound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Desert Stars,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Faust,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
Pantytec,
The Beau Brummels,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
The Last Poets,
Rosa Yemen,
Ossler,
Joensuu 1685,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Skriet,
Laurel Aitken,
Young Marble Giants,
L. Decosne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Flag,
The Zeros,
Suicide,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Slackers,
Wally Richardson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Albert Ayler,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Newcleus,
Simply Red,
Black Bananas,
FM Einheit,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jawbox,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.