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 Papua New Guinea and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Essential Logic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
The Grass Roots,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Erykah Badu,
Grauzone,
Marc Almond,
cv313,
Pantaleimon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scan 7,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skriet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eve St. Jones,
The Velvet Underground,
Masters at Work,
Stetsasonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Michelle Simonal,
Japan,
The Smiths,
KRS-One,
Fat Boys,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Patti Smith,
The Zeros,
K-Klass,
Spandau Ballet,
Con Funk Shun,
Parry Music,
L. Decosne,
The Evens,
Sandy B,
Crime,
The Dead C,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.