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 Denmark 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare 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 Radiopuhelimet to the jazz 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
UT,
Susan Cadogan,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moebius,
the Swans,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yusef Lateef,
Minutemen,
Stereo Dub,
Scrapy,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Association,
Ten City,
Q and Not U,
Archie Shepp,
Davy DMX,
The Young Rascals,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Whodini,
Judy Mowatt,
Brothers Johnson,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
Duran Duran,
Crash Course in Science,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eddi Front,
Hasil Adkins,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wire,
Barbara Tucker,
K-Klass,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacob Miller,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Simply Red,
Rotary Connection,
Boredoms,
Bobby Byrd,
Michelle Simonal,
Arcadia,
Barry Ungar,
MDC,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.