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 Israel and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
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 guitar 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 Interpol to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Aural Exciters,
Outsiders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scientists,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
Gang Starr,
FM Einheit,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Terry,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Main Source,
Crooked Eye,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dave Clark Five,
T. Rex,
Guru Guru,
Eddi Front,
The Litter,
Donny Hathaway,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amazonics,
The Saints,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Japan,
Hot Snakes,
Erykah Badu,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The United States of America,
The Modern Lovers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Crash Course in Science,
Rakim,
Visage,
Lyres,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Zeros,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Bourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Man Parrish,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.