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 Chad and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Supertramp,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Image Ltd.,
Schoolly D,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
Alison Limerick,
Funky Four + One,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Soul II Soul,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crooked Eye,
Crime,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Massinfluence,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
Thee Headcoats,
Quando Quango,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Lower 48,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Moby Grape,
Patti Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Roy Ayers,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
The Blues Magoos,
Dead Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lightning Bolt,
Scion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
Little Man,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.