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 Tuvalu and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Stereo Dub to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
Banda Bassotti,
Guru Guru,
The Sonics,
Section 25,
Idris Muhammad,
The Slackers,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick Morgan,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arthur Verocai,
The Trojans,
Icehouse,
The Star Department,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
LL Cool J,
The Leaves,
The Cramps,
Harry Pussy,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
The Pretty Things,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
The Vogues,
Lower 48,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Interpol,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul II Soul,
Nico,
Scion,
Sun City Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Pus,
Mandrill,
The Associates,
Japan,
FM Einheit,
Darondo,
The Grass Roots,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Lydon,
The Mojo Men,
Ultravox,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.