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 Korea North and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Alton Ellis to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Scratch Acid,
Minor Threat,
The Walker Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Terry,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Quando Quango,
Hoover,
The Remains,
Lindisfarne,
Black Sheep,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gastr Del Sol,
T. Rex,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
Maleditus Sound,
Carl Craig,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dirtbombs,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arab on Radar,
Cluster,
Susan Cadogan,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
The Black Dice,
Joey Negro,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Faust,
Ohio Players,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Trumans Water,
Tres Demented,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.