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 Bahrain and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Hot Snakes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Sugar Minott,
Quadrant,
Clear Light,
Accadde A,
The Barracudas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Saccharine Trust,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
Albert Ayler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Excepter,
Erykah Badu,
Zapp,
Television Personalities,
CMW,
Boredoms,
Ice-T,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smoke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hot Snakes,
Freddie Wadling,
The Evens,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bob Dylan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The New Christs,
Mantronix,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Womack,
Scott Walker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Starr,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arab on Radar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sister Nancy,
Livin' Joy,
Josef K,
Fela Kuti,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
The Saints,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
Kurtis Blow,
Aaron Thompson,
Kas Product,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.