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 China and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gap Band to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
a-ha,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cybotron,
Siglo XX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan,
Spoonie Gee,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
June Days,
Lungfish,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
Fear,
Janne Schatter,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ludus,
Thompson Twins,
The Leaves,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
The Remains,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Holt,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Vogues,
Pierre Henry,
The Index,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deadbeat,
U.S. Maple,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Lydon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
The Fugs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Smiths,
The Walker Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Morten Harket,
Minutemen,
Arab on Radar,
The Cure,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Metal Thangz,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.