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 Panama and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aloha Tigers to the disco 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Lou Christie,
The Gap Band,
Ludus,
Visage,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minnie Riperton,
Ossler,
Derrick May,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boredoms,
Gabor Szabo,
The Tremeloes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Mr. Review,
Crooked Eye,
Ronnie Foster,
Loose Ends,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Schoolly D,
Glenn Branca,
Gong,
Tubeway Army,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aloha Tigers,
Roxette,
David Axelrod,
Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
a-ha,
Cal Tjader,
The Toasters,
Grauzone,
T. Rex,
John Foxx,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
The Beau Brummels,
Ituana,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Invisible,
Youth Brigade,
Agitation Free,
The Young Rascals,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.