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 Grenada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Spoonie Gee to the dance 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The Dead C,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Robert Hood,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soft Machine,
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
The Zeros,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Pop Group,
Pierre Henry,
AZ,
Quando Quango,
Mad Mike,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Marcia Griffiths,
Electric Prunes,
Junior Murvin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Groovy Waters,
Juan Atkins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
Tears for Fears,
The Leaves,
John Lydon,
Davy DMX,
Joyce Sims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Eric Copeland,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Birthday Party,
John Holt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Pagans,
Banda Bassotti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
The Happenings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Max Romeo,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.