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 Maldives and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Terry,
The Victims,
Q65,
Qualms,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
The Fall,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Simply Red,
Sonny Sharrock,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
The Misunderstood,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes,
David Bowie,
Brick,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxy Music,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thee Headcoats,
B.T. Express,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
The Fortunes,
Camberwell Now,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Adolescents,
Black Flag,
Barbara Tucker,
The United States of America,
Jacob Miller,
Eddi Front,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
Duran Duran,
Little Man,
Slick Rick,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.