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 Lyon.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Derrick May to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Wasted Youth,
Suburban Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
a-ha,
Easy Going,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
Lyres,
Heaven 17,
Depeche Mode,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Fugazi,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
MDC,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
FM Einheit,
Rhythm & Sound,
Graham Central Station,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Coltrane,
Dual Sessions,
Loose Ends,
Circle Jerks,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
Toni Rubio,
Urselle,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
Fear,
Clear Light,
Angry Samoans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Kinks,
Franke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smoke,
Faraquet,
Grauzone,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Green,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.