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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Susan Cadogan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry's Kids,
kango's stein massive,
The Fortunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Ronnie Foster,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Josef K,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw,
Heaven 17,
The Evens,
Oblivians,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amon Düül II,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Malaria!,
Sixth Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fela Kuti,
Joy Division,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
Eurythmics,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Names,
X-101,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Altered Images,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.