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 Slovakia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warren Ellis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin 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 synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cecil Taylor,
Fluxion,
The Seeds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bill Wells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul II Soul,
Masters at Work,
The Litter,
Bootsy Collins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marine Girls,
R.M.O.,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Niagra,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
Cameo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Quantec,
Juan Atkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
John Lydon,
Yaz,
10cc,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Max Romeo,
Hot Snakes,
Tim Buckley,
Kevin Saunderson,
Iggy Pop,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry's Kids,
Minor Threat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
World's Most,
Lungfish,
Eric Copeland,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Morten Harket,
The Zeros,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Golliwogs,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
Agent Orange,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.