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 Sierra Leone and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Michael McDonald 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 Franke to the dance 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Smog,
Fad Gadget,
Peter & Gordon,
Clear Light,
AZ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cluster,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Janne Schatter,
Das Ding,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
Marmalade,
Delta 5,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
Depeche Mode,
Donald Byrd,
Darondo,
Ossler,
Black Flag,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Sonics,
Black Bananas,
John Lydon,
Moebius,
Cal Tjader,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
The Motions,
Los Fastidios,
Barry Ungar,
Dennis Brown,
Cameo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
Stiv Bators,
Arcadia,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
The Birthday Party,
Carl Craig,
The Index,
Motorama,
The Names,
The Golliwogs,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.