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 El Salvador and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Crispy Ambulance,
kango's stein massive,
Quantec,
Brick,
Arab on Radar,
Rod Modell,
Dark Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sandy B,
Youth Brigade,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Zeros,
Grey Daturas,
One Last Wish,
John Foxx,
the Association,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mad Mike,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Enemy,
Faust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
DJ Sneak,
The Fall,
Laurel Aitken,
Skarface,
Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
Vainqueur,
The Moody Blues,
Sex Pistols,
Theoretical Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Chrome,
Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
The Pretty Things,
Kas Product,
Stetsasonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Kayak,
Negative Approach,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Malaria!,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.