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 Indonesia and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the techno 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terry Callier,
James White and The Blacks,
The United States of America,
The Moleskins,
Graham Central Station,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül,
Joe Smooth,
The Smoke,
The Associates,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics,
The Raincoats,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
Lalann,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
New Order,
Y Pants,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Hood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Infiniti,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crime,
The Sound,
Slave,
David McCallum,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
Scrapy,
Jeff Mills,
Audionom,
The Fortunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Silicon Teens,
Livin' Joy,
The Fire Engines,
Magma,
Cameo,
Grauzone,
Eric Copeland,
Moebius,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
In Retrospect,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.