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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Cybotron to the punk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
Carl Craig,
Das Ding,
Tropical Tobacco,
Archie Shepp,
E-Dancer,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
Moss Icon,
R.M.O.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brick,
Panda Bear,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Starr,
Dennis Brown,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Brass Construction,
Erasure,
Lalo Schifrin,
10cc,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Mills,
Eli Mardock,
Swell Maps,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantaleimon,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
Faraquet,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Leaves,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.