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 Senegal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Main Source to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Harmonia,
Khruangbin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Franke,
Flash Fearless,
Mark Hollis,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
Dorothy Ashby,
MC5,
Ludus,
Al Stewart,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Monks,
Mission of Burma,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mad Mike,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Spandau Ballet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ituana,
Fugazi,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
The Seeds,
Camouflage,
Cecil Taylor,
Darondo,
ABC,
The Fortunes,
Deadbeat,
The Monochrome Set,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
Black Sheep,
ABBA,
Marine Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Crash Course in Science,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Crime,
Pierre Henry,
Grauzone,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.