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 Benin and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mantronix to the jazz 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All The Martian 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
The Buckinghams,
Yusef Lateef,
Robert Hood,
Audionom,
Albert Ayler,
Kenny Larkin,
Massinfluence,
A Certain Ratio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Juan Atkins,
Rekid,
Underground Resistance,
Godley & Creme,
Bad Manners,
Josef K,
Susan Cadogan,
Blancmange,
Reagan Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jeff Mills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bang On A Can,
The Pretty Things,
Thompson Twins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mad Mike,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Misunderstood,
Fatback Band,
Fat Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
ABC,
T. Rex,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Interpol,
The Saints,
Skaos,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak,
Scientists,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Camberwell Now,
Roxette,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.