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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Cluster to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxy Music,
Clear Light,
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
Mission of Burma,
Adolescents,
Bad Manners,
Lungfish,
Hardrive,
Buzzcocks,
Nation of Ulysses,
DNA,
Easy Going,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
Trumans Water,
Shoche,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The American Breed,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
a-ha,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Symarip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jacob Miller,
Qualms,
Sex Pistols,
Malaria!,
Flash Fearless,
Blake Baxter,
Pere Ubu,
Fad Gadget,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Minor Threat,
Scratch Acid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Davy DMX,
Harmonia,
The Standells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magma,
Robert Görl,
Faraquet,
Boredoms,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.