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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Howard Jones to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sparks,
Laurel Aitken,
Nils Olav,
Moebius,
Bobby Womack,
A Certain Ratio,
Sight & Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oneida,
DJ Style,
Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
Section 25,
CMW,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deakin,
Newcleus,
Accadde A,
Juan Atkins,
Flipper,
Electric Prunes,
The Tremeloes,
Henry Cow,
Minor Threat,
The Music Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stereo Dub,
Wasted Youth,
David McCallum,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Danielle Patucci,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
Bush Tetras,
Anakelly,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Man Parrish,
Bluetip,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.