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 Australia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 In Retrospect to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Dirtbombs,
Idris Muhammad,
Jawbox,
Judy Mowatt,
Young Marble Giants,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Gang Dance,
Altered Images,
Laurel Aitken,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Adolescents,
Qualms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick May,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Finger,
Depeche Mode,
Radiohead,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Victims,
the Human League,
Blancmange,
The Blackbyrds,
Steve Hackett,
The Slackers,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
The Offenders,
Easy Going,
Roxette,
Blossom Toes,
Joey Negro,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Accadde A,
Pantaleimon,
Unrelated Segments,
Animal Collective,
Yellowson,
Von Mondo,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Ten City,
Terrestrial Tones,
Liliput,
Mr. Review,
Arthur Verocai,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.