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 Thailand and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Lou Reed 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 the Bar-Kays to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Groovy Waters,
China Crisis,
Banda Bassotti,
Dennis Brown,
Procol Harum,
Minutemen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Faust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Techniques,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Babytalk,
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Siglo XX,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jandek,
Sugar Minott,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skriet,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Suicide,
Mission of Burma,
PIL,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mad Mike,
Eddi Front,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shoche,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Teasers,
The Gories,
Delta 5,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Motorama,
T. Rex,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unwound,
Blancmange,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.