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 Mongolia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
Lakeside,
Wasted Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Dawn Penn,
Masters at Work,
Chris & Cosey,
KRS-One,
UT,
Letta Mbulu,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
Echospace,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Ultravox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Technova,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Ohio Players,
Todd Terry,
The Fugs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Make Up,
The Invisible,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zero Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kerrie Biddell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
Pole,
Altered Images,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unrelated Segments,
CMW,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terry Callier,
Colin Newman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
The American Breed,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.