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 Lesotho and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Eli Mardock to the dance 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ituana,
Bauhaus,
Marmalade,
Los Fastidios,
Franke,
Kenny Larkin,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wolf Eyes,
Piero Umiliani,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Foxx,
Robert Görl,
Second Layer,
Morten Harket,
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David Bowie,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronan,
X-101,
Gang of Four,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
Cecil Taylor,
Ice-T,
Peter and Kerry,
Porter Ricks,
Fatback Band,
Gong,
FM Einheit,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Junior Murvin,
June Days,
Kurtis Blow,
Thompson Twins,
Arab on Radar,
Patti Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Hood,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Livin' Joy,
Barbara Tucker,
Lou Christie,
Jeff Mills,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Flamin' Groovies,
Niagra,
World's Most,
B.T. Express,
Minnie Riperton,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.