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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Quantec to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Scion,
New Order,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crime,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Dennis Brown,
Quando Quango,
Bill Wells,
Roger Hodgson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
Monolake,
Smog,
Black Pus,
Urselle,
Panda Bear,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skriet,
Negative Approach,
Public Enemy,
Slave,
Interpol,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultra Naté,
Cybotron,
Second Layer,
Kerri Chandler,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
Ronan,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
D'Angelo,
Symarip,
Kas Product,
Arthur Verocai,
Mo-Dettes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Desert Stars,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nils Olav,
The Fire Engines,
The Young Rascals,
The Residents,
Ken Boothe,
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
Chris & Cosey,
The Standells,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.