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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fela Kuti,
Technova,
Crash Course in Science,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantytec,
Public Enemy,
The Black Dice,
Guru Guru,
John Cale,
Cameo,
Silicon Teens,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smoke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ossler,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
the Slits,
Aloha Tigers,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bang On A Can,
The Cramps,
D'Angelo,
The Birthday Party,
John Holt,
Blancmange,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Bobby Womack,
Faust,
Harpers Bizarre,
Idris Muhammad,
Q and Not U,
The United States of America,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
LL Cool J,
The Seeds,
Scan 7,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Green,
EPMD,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
Popol Vuh,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.