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 Iraq and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joyce Sims to the rap 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
The Litter,
Rosa Yemen,
FM Einheit,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül II,
cv313,
Sandy B,
Tim Buckley,
Ken Boothe,
Shoche,
Panda Bear,
The Fuzztones,
Excepter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spandau Ballet,
Inner City,
EPMD,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
Ponytail,
X-Ray Spex,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tubeway Army,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eli Mardock,
Circle Jerks,
Camouflage,
Juan Atkins,
Sonic Youth,
Black Flag,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yaz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
The Mojo Men,
Metal Thangz,
The Smiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cluster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Franke,
Theoretical Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Scientists,
Roxette,
Malaria!,
The Dirtbombs,
Ituana,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Star Department,
Organ,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.