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 Mexico and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Flash Fearless,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Max Romeo,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vladislav Delay,
The Knickerbockers,
The Kinks,
Bob Dylan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June Days,
Yellowson,
Public Enemy,
The Divine Comedy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
K-Klass,
The Pretty Things,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare,
Scratch Acid,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gong,
the Association,
Scott Walker,
Arab on Radar,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moss Icon,
The Durutti Column,
Newcleus,
Second Layer,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Raincoats,
Joe Finger,
Bluetip,
Suicide,
Stiv Bators,
Angry Samoans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Pus,
Outsiders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Banda Bassotti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neu!,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.