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 Tajikistan and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
the Bar-Kays,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Outsiders,
Alphaville,
The Gladiators,
Alison Limerick,
the Germs,
Unwound,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
Tommy Roe,
Matthew Bourne,
Arab on Radar,
Scientists,
Thee Headcoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soft Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Nirvana,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pantaleimon,
Chris & Cosey,
Fat Boys,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Gabor Szabo,
Camouflage,
the Slits,
Mo-Dettes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Lynne,
Ornette Coleman,
Livin' Joy,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
Rekid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camberwell Now,
Fela Kuti,
Grauzone,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Faust,
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.