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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 The Wake to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
The Misunderstood,
Gong,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Panda Bear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Spoonie Gee,
Judy Mowatt,
China Crisis,
The Monochrome Set,
The Modern Lovers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Big Daddy Kane,
Matthew Bourne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Severed Heads,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Smog,
The Cramps,
Glenn Branca,
The Golliwogs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unwound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Dawn Penn,
The Toasters,
Blossom Toes,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Almond,
the Germs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
The Buckinghams,
Trumans Water,
Ludus,
Goldenarms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.