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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ralphi Rosario to the techno 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
EPMD,
The Skatalites,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Black Bananas,
The Human League,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
Bob Dylan,
Wire,
Crooked Eye,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
Spandau Ballet,
Quantec,
The Dirtbombs,
Eurythmics,
Dead Boys,
Newcleus,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Steve Hackett,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minutemen,
the Germs,
Rakim,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Can,
Con Funk Shun,
Chris Corsano,
Skriet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Lynne,
Mandrill,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
Barrington Levy,
The Move,
Donald Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mad Mike,
The Golliwogs,
Moby Grape,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultimate Spinach,
Althea and Donna,
The Busters,
Fear,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.