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 Albania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doobie Brothers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Swans,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Cal Tjader,
The Techniques,
Livin' Joy,
Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Mills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scratch Acid,
Fatback Band,
DJ Sneak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Piero Umiliani,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gong,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Second Layer,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
The Zeros,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Happenings,
Pantytec,
Roxette,
Bobby Byrd,
Minny Pops,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jawbox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brass Construction,
The Fuzztones,
Eric Copeland,
Subhumans,
Bill Near,
E-Dancer,
Danielle Patucci,
F. McDonald,
Camouflage,
Magazine,
Niagra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Slackers,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Talk Talk,
Joyce Sims,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.