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 Finland and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the rap 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Faust,
Blancmange,
Neu!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Loose Ends,
Fluxion,
Chrome,
Yusef Lateef,
Rakim,
Bootsy Collins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers,
Yazoo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Heaven 17,
Little Man,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Unwound,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed,
Liliput,
Peter and Kerry,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Raincoats,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantytec,
Lalann,
The Skatalites,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Franke,
Gabor Szabo,
Guru Guru,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
John Foxx,
Marmalade,
Buzzcocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dawn Penn,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
X-101,
Ten City,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.