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 India and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cybotron to the electroclash 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Panda Bear,
Siglo XX,
The Fuzztones,
Tom Boy,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Harmonia,
Mark Hollis,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Swans,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalann,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rekid,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
Flash Fearless,
T. Rex,
Liliput,
The Dead C,
Minor Threat,
Pole,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
Hashim,
Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
Average White Band,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Al Stewart,
Masters at Work,
AZ,
Brand Nubian,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mandrill,
Lee Hazlewood,
U.S. Maple,
The Dirtbombs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Sheep,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
Althea and Donna,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.