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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gastr Del Sol to the crunk 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
The Pretty Things,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
The Divine Comedy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ossler,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
The Last Poets,
Pantaleimon,
Mars,
Newcleus,
The Golliwogs,
Soft Machine,
The Toasters,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Tremeloes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hoover,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
Yazoo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Sonics,
Arcadia,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
The Buckinghams,
Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
Tears for Fears,
The Gladiators,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Young Marble Giants,
Roxette,
Thompson Twins,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
48th St. Collective,
Quantec,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.