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 South Sudan and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Althea and Donna to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
DNA,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Procol Harum,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Minutemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MDC,
The Happenings,
The New Christs,
Chrome,
Magma,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Warsaw,
Neu!,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
The Searchers,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Vogues,
LL Cool J,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
Neil Young,
The Evens,
48th St. Collective,
Porter Ricks,
Yaz,
Simply Red,
This Heat,
Camberwell Now,
Rapeman,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rakim,
The Tremeloes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Remains,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dennis Brown,
The Selecter,
Fear,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.