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 Korea North and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Rites of Spring to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Bluetip,
Soul Sonic Force,
Desert Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cecil Taylor,
Sparks,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantytec,
Fela Kuti,
Visage,
Joey Negro,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
Swans,
Eli Mardock,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Rekid,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Sam Rivers,
Eric Copeland,
Mandrill,
New Order,
Andrew Hill,
Harry Pussy,
The Invisible,
The Toasters,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Faraquet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Funky Four + One,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
Porter Ricks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
Althea and Donna,
The Black Dice,
Black Sheep,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deakin,
Urselle,
Yazoo,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.