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 Estonia and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
The Fugs,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Trojans,
The Music Machine,
Visage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Janne Schatter,
Shuggie Otis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joyce Sims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dennis Brown,
Stereo Dub,
Marmalade,
Chris Corsano,
Ultimate Spinach,
Circle Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Von Mondo,
Altered Images,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
AZ,
Franke,
Magma,
In Retrospect,
Sandy B,
E-Dancer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warren Ellis,
the Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
the Bar-Kays,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
Man Eating Sloth,
Freddie Wadling,
Jandek,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mantronix,
KRS-One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.