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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
U.S. Maple,
The Leaves,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
10cc,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
Popol Vuh,
Kenny Larkin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smiths,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Excepter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Wake,
Traffic Nightmare,
Loose Ends,
Sarah Menescal,
Slave,
The Last Poets,
Spoonie Gee,
Kurtis Blow,
Soulsonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Human League,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
The Smoke,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Womack,
K-Klass,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jandek,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
Wire,
Donny Hathaway,
T. Rex,
Newcleus,
Skaos,
Susan Cadogan,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.