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 Egypt and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fear to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Matthew Halsall,
The Busters,
Deepchord,
Warren Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet,
June Days,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
Yazoo,
The Selecter,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Popol Vuh,
Jeff Mills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Television Personalities,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roger Hodgson,
The Kinks,
Chrome,
Scion,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fire Engines,
David Bowie,
Fatback Band,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Bauhaus,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Al Stewart,
Average White Band,
Sugar Minott,
Kevin Saunderson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Divine Comedy,
Mo-Dettes,
Urselle,
Fugazi,
Sandy B,
Angry Samoans,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
Danielle Patucci,
Television,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.