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 Belize and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 China Crisis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Unrelated Segments,
MDC,
Janne Schatter,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jandek,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sister Nancy,
New Order,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eyeless In Gaza,
X-102,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tommy Roe,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
The Dead C,
Bill Wells,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
Gong,
Crooked Eye,
the Germs,
Aloha Tigers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
Anakelly,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
U.S. Maple,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed,
Rapeman,
The J.B.'s,
Morten Harket,
The Sound,
Accadde A,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swell Maps,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
the Soft Cell,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy Collins,
Magazine,
Yusef Lateef,
KRS-One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.