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 Brunei and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Ronan to the rap 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
Kool Moe Dee,
Depeche Mode,
Roxette,
Desert Stars,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
DNA,
Godley & Creme,
Alton Ellis,
F. McDonald,
Newcleus,
Marmalade,
Dead Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Babytalk,
Patti Smith,
Swans,
The Fall,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang On A Can,
The Cure,
Warren Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Lyres,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lightning Bolt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Terry,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joey Negro,
Outsiders,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Rufus Thomas,
Ponytail,
Mad Mike,
Vladislav Delay,
Reuben Wilson,
Trumans Water,
New Order,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
T.S.O.L.,
The Index,
Jacques Brel,
Sight & Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Qualms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hoover,
The Seeds,
Juan Atkins,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.