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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Terrestrial Tones to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
Piero Umiliani,
The Doors,
Crooked Eye,
Black Pus,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marine Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Flesh Eaters,
Maleditus Sound,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
Arab on Radar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minor Threat,
H. Thieme,
Youth Brigade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Bad Manners,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rakim,
Index,
The Slits,
Smog,
Janne Schatter,
Yaz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Monks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pierre Henry,
Nirvana,
Bobby Womack,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Au Pairs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Massinfluence,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.