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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Jeru the Damaja to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Davy DMX,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Henry Cow,
Mark Hollis,
DJ Sneak,
Reagan Youth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
New Age Steppers,
Flipper,
Iggy Pop,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Morten Harket,
The Index,
Depeche Mode,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
Crooked Eye,
Roger Hodgson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
Eric Dolphy,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smiths,
Thompson Twins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Darondo,
Marmalade,
A Certain Ratio,
The Toasters,
Minor Threat,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
UT,
Whodini,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
The Human League,
Scion,
Al Stewart,
The Slackers,
The American Breed,
Wings,
Marvin Gaye,
Absolute Body Control,
The Real Kids,
Suicide,
The Vogues,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.