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 Madagascar and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rakim to the grime 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Franke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rites of Spring,
Man Eating Sloth,
Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Lower 48,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lungfish,
The Offenders,
DJ Style,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh,
Adolescents,
Tom Boy,
Don Cherry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Teasers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arcadia,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Toasters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Tremeloes,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
Main Source,
Vainqueur,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soft Cell,
The Index,
MC5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Severed Heads,
Cal Tjader,
JFA,
The Techniques,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.