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 Grenada and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Spoonie Gee 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
The Slackers,
Chris & Cosey,
The Dirtbombs,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yellowson,
DNA,
Kenny Larkin,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
The Detroit Cobras,
This Heat,
The Sonics,
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
David McCallum,
Panda Bear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maurizio,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott Heron,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Shuggie Otis,
Michelle Simonal,
The Five Americans,
Royal Trux,
Warsaw,
The Vogues,
The Angels of Light,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Brass Construction,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Remains,
Severed Heads,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Hood,
Swans,
Marc Almond,
The Raincoats,
Matthew Bourne,
Theoretical Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
The Skatalites,
Charles Mingus,
Brick,
Y Pants,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Terry Callier,
New York Dolls,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.