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 Uganda and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Second Layer to the grime 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Bauhaus,
Monks,
The Trojans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Intrusion,
Index,
The Zeros,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
Black Moon,
Altered Images,
Dark Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Graham Central Station,
Rosa Yemen,
Mars,
Animal Collective,
Bush Tetras,
Derrick Morgan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lyres,
Sam Rivers,
The Grass Roots,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Ronan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
Scientists,
Television Personalities,
Nick Fraelich,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vladislav Delay,
Henry Cow,
CMW,
Colin Newman,
the Slits,
Faust,
Lakeside,
Alphaville,
Radiopuhelimet,
Das Ding,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Kaleidoscope,
Archie Shepp,
The Gories,
Echospace,
Flipper,
Sister Nancy,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.