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 Switzerland and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Carl Craig to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz 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?
David Axelrod,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Dave Gahan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eden Ahbez,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Don Cherry,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Bar-Kays,
Marvin Gaye,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
Yusef Lateef,
Erasure,
Urselle,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quantec,
The Moody Blues,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bob Dylan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Monks,
CMW,
Scientists,
The Gun Club,
Robert Hood,
Suburban Knight,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Grass Roots,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Surgeon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marmalade,
The Mummies,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dead C,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Lynne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Fat Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quadrant,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.