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 Slovakia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Big Daddy Kane to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Judy Mowatt,
Eurythmics,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
Bob Dylan,
Youth Brigade,
Joy Division,
The Martian,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
Niagra,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
Metal Thangz,
Jandek,
Half Japanese,
The Misunderstood,
Pulsallama,
Animal Collective,
Charles Mingus,
The Dead C,
The Buckinghams,
Dark Day,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Basic Channel,
Lou Christie,
Young Marble Giants,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantytec,
The United States of America,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Motions,
The Real Kids,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
Liliput,
The Mummies,
Porter Ricks,
Sun Ra,
Gang of Four,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
Make Up,
Ossler,
Rakim,
Au Pairs,
This Heat,
Wolf Eyes,
the Human League,
Public Enemy,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Germs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.