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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flash Fearless to the funk 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Jandek,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cameo,
Shoche,
Lower 48,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Accadde A,
Sugar Minott,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed,
The Searchers,
The Real Kids,
Television,
Toni Rubio,
Liliput,
Drexciya,
Rekid,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
The Cowsills,
Livin' Joy,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
Minutemen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Carl Craig,
Simply Red,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nirvana,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
Connie Case,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Zapp,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
New Age Steppers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Black Pus,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
The Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Parry Music,
Japan,
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.