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 Poland and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Warren Ellis to the electroclash 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Todd Terry,
Scratch Acid,
The Fall,
Kaleidoscope,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Basic Channel,
Quando Quango,
Sound Behaviour,
The Victims,
Jerry's Kids,
Dark Day,
Eurythmics,
Stiv Bators,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lungfish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Josef K,
The Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Machine,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young,
Jacob Miller,
Young Marble Giants,
Main Source,
Scan 7,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
Crime,
Grauzone,
Urselle,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lalann,
The Music Machine,
Brass Construction,
Morten Harket,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Porter Ricks,
U.S. Maple,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harmonia,
Suburban Knight,
Ossler,
Thompson Twins,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
Altered Images,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Style,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.