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 Iran and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Sugar Minott to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mandrill,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric Copeland,
Brass Construction,
Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
Malaria!,
Circle Jerks,
The Trojans,
Los Fastidios,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kenny Larkin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Todd Terry,
Moby Grape,
Byron Stingily,
Cameo,
Hasil Adkins,
Tears for Fears,
Alison Limerick,
The Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
Spoonie Gee,
Josef K,
Boredoms,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
The Fuzztones,
Eli Mardock,
Charles Mingus,
Al Stewart,
Gang of Four,
The Mummies,
Eve St. Jones,
Blossom Toes,
Nas,
Nico,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Freddie Wadling,
Alphaville,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Patti Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Stereo Dub,
AZ,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Toni Rubio,
Pulsallama,
Agent Orange,
Magma,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.