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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 John Foxx to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Doobie Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
The Stooges,
Cal Tjader,
Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
Byron Stingily,
Marine Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
Stetsasonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Morten Harket,
David McCallum,
Pylon,
Tres Demented,
Charles Mingus,
Sugar Minott,
The Tremeloes,
The Pop Group,
Ultravox,
Bill Near,
Ohio Players,
Swell Maps,
Pole,
Mr. Review,
Porter Ricks,
Kas Product,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
Black Flag,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rotary Connection,
Altered Images,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gun Club,
Todd Terry,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mars,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brothers Johnson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.