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 Norway and from Paris.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 The Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Electric Prunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Bourne,
The Barracudas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Terry,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sam Rivers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Idris Muhammad,
Severed Heads,
Nik Kershaw,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Style,
Basic Channel,
ABBA,
The Modern Lovers,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Shoche,
Joe Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
David Axelrod,
Black Sheep,
Livin' Joy,
Rosa Yemen,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
MDC,
Eurythmics,
Tom Boy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Television,
La Düsseldorf,
The Music Machine,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Simply Red,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
The Golliwogs,
The Standells,
Sun City Girls,
The Gun Club,
Q65,
Panda Bear,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.