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 Dominica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Negative Approach to the disco 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Grass Roots,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth,
The Busters,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Q65,
The Detroit Cobras,
Essential Logic,
Outsiders,
The Dirtbombs,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
Suicide,
Donald Byrd,
Oblivians,
Minutemen,
Unrelated Segments,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
The Tremeloes,
Glenn Branca,
Jacob Miller,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June of 44,
The Velvet Underground,
Max Romeo,
Barry Ungar,
The Cure,
Joe Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Skriet,
Joe Smooth,
The Mummies,
Boredoms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Graham Central Station,
Ultravox,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronnie Foster,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Severed Heads,
Spandau Ballet,
Thee Headcoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
a-ha,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.