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 South Africa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba 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 AZ 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Flipper,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
The Wake,
Camouflage,
Man Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crime,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quando Quango,
the Slits,
10cc,
The Mojo Men,
The Busters,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sarah Menescal,
Joy Division,
Cluster,
Sight & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
The Buckinghams,
U.S. Maple,
Kurtis Blow,
Scion,
The Zeros,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Colin Newman,
John Lydon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Smoke,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
Accadde A,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
AZ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donald Byrd,
Black Flag,
Lyres,
the Bar-Kays,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.