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 Kenya and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 marimba 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 Stereo Dub to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
The Gap Band,
The Kinks,
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
Jawbox,
Charles Mingus,
F. McDonald,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shoche,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blake Baxter,
Gichy Dan,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quando Quango,
Dave Gahan,
Von Mondo,
The Dirtbombs,
The Angels of Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Grass Roots,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Animal Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fugazi,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drexciya,
Erykah Badu,
Nick Fraelich,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Simply Red,
Flipper,
Mars,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kas Product,
Ice-T,
Oneida,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
Loose Ends,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
Sam Rivers,
Donny Hathaway,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
Can,
Black Flag,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.