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 Equatorial Guinea and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Palmer 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 Gichy Dan 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Make Up,
Eddi Front,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
48th St. Collective,
Ornette Coleman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arcadia,
Robert Görl,
This Heat,
Graham Central Station,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Saccharine Trust,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric Copeland,
Yazoo,
The Names,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magma,
The Birthday Party,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Halsall,
The J.B.'s,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Albert Ayler,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David McCallum,
Eden Ahbez,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Aural Exciters,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Morten Harket,
Bad Manners,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
the Association,
Black Sheep,
kango's stein massive,
Scratch Acid,
Kurtis Blow,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
John Cale,
Faraquet,
Mantronix,
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.