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 Ethiopia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 JFA to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
The Evens,
OOIOO,
Audionom,
AZ,
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
The Shadows of Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Vogues,
Organ,
Oblivians,
The Smoke,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Womack,
Flipper,
Radiohead,
Barry Ungar,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camouflage,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Wyatt,
Sound Behaviour,
The Smiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Buzzcocks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cameo,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Q65,
Slick Rick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erykah Badu,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Arcadia,
The Seeds,
Interpol,
Lalann,
Moebius,
Althea and Donna,
Drexciya,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bronski Beat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cymande,
Siglo XX,
World's Most,
Donald Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jandek,
Essential Logic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.