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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 New Order to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
48th St. Collective,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Royal Trux,
Dave Gahan,
Ituana,
Guru Guru,
Fatback Band,
K-Klass,
Metal Thangz,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q65,
Monolake,
The Kinks,
Arthur Verocai,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalann,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Standells,
Mo-Dettes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Severed Heads,
Bootsy Collins,
Aswad,
Adolescents,
The Invisible,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Carl Craig,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nils Olav,
The Doobie Brothers,
Average White Band,
Ultra Naté,
Arab on Radar,
Camouflage,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marc Almond,
Connie Case,
Boredoms,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
the Bar-Kays,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
New York Dolls,
Crooked Eye,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.