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 Zimbabwe and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Eli Mardock to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delta 5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Depeche Mode,
Joe Finger,
The Fugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul II Soul,
One Last Wish,
New York Dolls,
Silicon Teens,
AZ,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Sherman,
The Associates,
Mantronix,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boz Scaggs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantytec,
Massinfluence,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
Lebanon Hanover,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Standells,
Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Stooges,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Animal Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
Brass Construction,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Sheep,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
Joy Division,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Mills,
Michelle Simonal,
Smog,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.