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 New Zealand and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Dark Day to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cybotron,
Carl Craig,
Yazoo,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
Anakelly,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Man Parrish,
Black Sheep,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wolf Eyes,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Colin Newman,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sister Nancy,
Nils Olav,
One Last Wish,
Todd Terry,
John Lydon,
The Young Rascals,
Cymande,
Sun Ra,
Icehouse,
The Neon Judgement,
The Zeros,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young,
Can,
Pussy Galore,
John Foxx,
The Mojo Men,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
The Music Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Bootsy Collins,
Don Cherry,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monochrome Set,
Vladislav Delay,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.