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 Sudan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gil Scott Heron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Procol Harum,
The Pretty Things,
F. McDonald,
Swell Maps,
Television Personalities,
Charles Mingus,
Roger Hodgson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Minor Threat,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
Surgeon,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
Tom Boy,
Donald Byrd,
Ronan,
Minnie Riperton,
T. Rex,
Accadde A,
Monolake,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tomorrow,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Chris Corsano,
Pulsallama,
Archie Shepp,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
DNA,
Newcleus,
The Moleskins,
Arcadia,
Wolf Eyes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wire,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marc Almond,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.