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 Afghanistan and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wire to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Glenn Branca,
Throbbing Gristle,
Matthew Bourne,
The Stooges,
cv313,
Darondo,
The Dead C,
The Monochrome Set,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
Bluetip,
Stetsasonic,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
Derrick May,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Toni Rubio,
Technova,
Sight & Sound,
Q65,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fear,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Slits,
Tomorrow,
Flash Fearless,
Archie Shepp,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
FM Einheit,
Wally Richardson,
Porter Ricks,
Drexciya,
The Durutti Column,
Essential Logic,
Delta 5,
The Wake,
Khruangbin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
In Retrospect,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
Scott Walker,
The Pretty Things,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.