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 Moldova and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fat Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harry Pussy,
DNA,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Michelle Simonal,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABC,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
the Slits,
Dark Day,
Ten City,
The Residents,
Todd Terry,
Niagra,
Blake Baxter,
Black Pus,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry's Kids,
Mars,
The Black Dice,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Carl Craig,
The Skatalites,
Arthur Verocai,
Bad Manners,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonic Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Searchers,
Agitation Free,
John Lydon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Depeche Mode,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
ABBA,
The Moody Blues,
The Count Five,
PIL,
The Kinks,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
E-Dancer,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.