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 Romania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Icehouse to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Parry Music,
Brothers Johnson,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Siglo XX,
Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
a-ha,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The American Breed,
Qualms,
Prince Buster,
Pulsallama,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Icehouse,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Red Krayola,
Surgeon,
Altered Images,
Bauhaus,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Smoke,
Sarah Menescal,
Intrusion,
Mantronix,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
The Cowsills,
The Electric Prunes,
Urselle,
Jawbox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skarface,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
Dawn Penn,
Brick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gun Club,
Stereo Dub,
Ultra Naté,
Mad Mike,
Fat Boys,
This Heat,
Sixth Finger,
Grauzone,
Hashim,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
The Last Poets,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.