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 Algeria and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Lyres 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
Cybotron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unrelated Segments,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
Anthony Braxton,
Reagan Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
The Monochrome Set,
Khruangbin,
Angry Samoans,
Ossler,
DJ Style,
Chris & Cosey,
Newcleus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
The Five Americans,
MDC,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Soft Cell,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
Bobby Sherman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Guru Guru,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Duran Duran,
Au Pairs,
UT,
The Walker Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Rapeman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Slits,
Joy Division,
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bizarre Inc.,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Joey Negro,
Wasted Youth,
Unwound,
Alison Limerick,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.