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 Somalia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hot Snakes,
Gabor Szabo,
Crooked Eye,
Simply Red,
the Sonics,
Arcadia,
Wings,
The Durutti Column,
Ornette Coleman,
Audionom,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops,
One Last Wish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blancmange,
MDC,
Ice-T,
a-ha,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scrapy,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quando Quango,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sound Behaviour,
Deadbeat,
Joey Negro,
Janne Schatter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Holt,
Shuggie Otis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Music Machine,
Flipper,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
Eli Mardock,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Metal Thangz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Con Funk Shun,
The Index,
Masters at Work,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kenny Larkin,
The Barracudas,
Scott Walker,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.