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 Laos and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the jazz 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Altered Images,
Pet Shop Boys,
Model 500,
Masters at Work,
The Velvet Underground,
Ituana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yellowson,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Popol Vuh,
Stiv Bators,
Spandau Ballet,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Quando Quango,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Hoover,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
Lalann,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
ABC,
The Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Derrick May,
The Five Americans,
Gang Green,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
KRS-One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Yaz,
Lindisfarne,
The Mummies,
ABBA,
Buzzcocks,
Kerri Chandler,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Anakelly,
Nirvana,
Sexual Harrassment,
Steve Hackett,
Dennis Brown,
Franke,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.