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 Philippines and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Vladislav Delay to the rap 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Hardrive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
The Neon Judgement,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Todd Rundgren,
The Dead C,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
These Immortal Souls,
Henry Cow,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Donald Byrd,
UT,
Q65,
The Wake,
cv313,
the Human League,
Juan Atkins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ohio Players,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wally Richardson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry's Kids,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
The Last Poets,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dawn Penn,
Joe Finger,
Quantec,
Angry Samoans,
The Angels of Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Gang Starr,
Excepter,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
Aswad,
Sex Pistols,
The Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Smiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
a-ha,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.