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 Montenegro and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
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 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Red Krayola,
Thee Headcoats,
Suicide,
The Blues Magoos,
EPMD,
Second Layer,
Buzzcocks,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joyce Sims,
Iggy Pop,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pylon,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
New York Dolls,
The Searchers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sound Behaviour,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Model 500,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Carl Craig,
K-Klass,
Nico,
Aloha Tigers,
Avey Tare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantytec,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Newcleus,
Metal Thangz,
Outsiders,
John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Davy DMX,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Maurizio,
Matthew Bourne,
KRS-One,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Franke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chrome,
Alice Coltrane,
Isaac Hayes,
Terry Callier,
Procol Harum,
The Golliwogs,
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.