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 Zambia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Morten Harket to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Intrusion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
Aloha Tigers,
Skarface,
Josef K,
Wasted Youth,
Malaria!,
Freddie Wadling,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
Ronnie Foster,
Isaac Hayes,
Pussy Galore,
Unrelated Segments,
Organ,
OOIOO,
Surgeon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gladiators,
The Monks,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Sixth Finger,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
The Busters,
Harmonia,
Groovy Waters,
MDC,
Arab on Radar,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Rundgren,
Scan 7,
Alison Limerick,
Pylon,
Rufus Thomas,
The Divine Comedy,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Lydon,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fluxion,
World's Most,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Davy DMX,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.