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 Mauritius and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
PIL,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
The Fire Engines,
The Flesh Eaters,
Young Marble Giants,
LL Cool J,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Jeff Lynne,
Marvin Gaye,
Roger Hodgson,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Newcleus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deakin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
John Holt,
The Seeds,
Roxette,
The Martian,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
F. McDonald,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Intrusion,
Pierre Henry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Isaac Hayes,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
MDC,
the Bar-Kays,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers,
Average White Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Lyres,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.