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 Nauru and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Josef K to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Real Kids,
Hardrive,
Lower 48,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ten City,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Black Dice,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mars,
The Music Machine,
Lalann,
Neil Young,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra,
Nick Fraelich,
Ornette Coleman,
James White and The Blacks,
Main Source,
The Litter,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yusef Lateef,
Pere Ubu,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Magma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Lucky Dragons,
Joy Division,
The United States of America,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Cabaret Voltaire,
In Retrospect,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Guru Guru,
Barrington Levy,
Infiniti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Velvet Underground,
Neu!,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.