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 Australia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Andrew Hill to the funk 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Mills,
Donny Hathaway,
E-Dancer,
Iggy Pop,
Grauzone,
Bill Wells,
Jacob Miller,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moby Grape,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eurythmics,
Aloha Tigers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Index,
Nirvana,
Black Moon,
R.M.O.,
Warsaw,
Mantronix,
Ultravox,
Chris Corsano,
Popol Vuh,
Black Flag,
DJ Sneak,
Throbbing Gristle,
Robert Görl,
Cymande,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Teasers,
Audionom,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Rundgren,
The Alarm Clocks,
The J.B.'s,
Anakelly,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maurizio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
The Dirtbombs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Faraquet,
Alison Limerick,
Gabor Szabo,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.