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 Bhutan and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Bananas,
Todd Terry,
H. Thieme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Siglo XX,
Schoolly D,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nation of Ulysses,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Morten Harket,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Niagra,
Camberwell Now,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
FM Einheit,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
Minor Threat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Khruangbin,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bill Wells,
the Normal,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
The Gun Club,
Gang Gang Dance,
Archie Shepp,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Rekid,
Ronan,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Style,
The Fuzztones,
Simply Red,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Slits,
Con Funk Shun,
the Swans,
The Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Donald Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
The Motions,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Los Fastidios,
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.