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 Mozambique and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 The Music Machine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chrome,
Ituana,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Audionom,
Althea and Donna,
Crooked Eye,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Young Rascals,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Sixth Finger,
Technova,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Liliput,
The Pretty Things,
Kas Product,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
Duran Duran,
Bush Tetras,
Infiniti,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men,
The Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Sam Rivers,
Glenn Branca,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed,
John Holt,
Connie Case,
Bobby Womack,
Roxy Music,
Joyce Sims,
Gichy Dan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
Nirvana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Newcleus,
Soft Machine,
Iggy Pop,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.