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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Electric Prunes to the techno 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eve St. Jones,
Deadbeat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
Soft Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ice-T,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlback,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Derrick Morgan,
Pole,
Isaac Hayes,
The Buckinghams,
James White and The Blacks,
Zero Boys,
Pantytec,
The J.B.'s,
David Axelrod,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Green,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Bootsy Collins,
Freddie Wadling,
The Residents,
Marmalade,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
The Seeds,
Wings,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Lou Reed,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry's Kids,
The Toasters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxette,
The Detroit Cobras,
LL Cool J,
The Litter,
The Wake,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.