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 Cameroon and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Faust to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neil Young,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Human League,
The Residents,
U.S. Maple,
The Blackbyrds,
Roxy Music,
the Bar-Kays,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sister Nancy,
Los Fastidios,
Sällskapet,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
The Knickerbockers,
Mandrill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
10cc,
The Tremeloes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Hashim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Todd Rundgren,
Excepter,
Quantec,
Aswad,
Sex Pistols,
The Slackers,
Con Funk Shun,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Offenders,
The Zeros,
Sonic Youth,
Agitation Free,
The Martian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Christie,
The Flesh Eaters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Minny Pops,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quando Quango,
Newcleus,
The Motions,
Visage,
Bob Dylan,
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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.