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 Germany and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Crime to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Slave,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Motions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
Bobby Sherman,
Eden Ahbez,
Matthew Bourne,
Popol Vuh,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
U.S. Maple,
Bauhaus,
The Smoke,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
Rosa Yemen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonic Youth,
F. McDonald,
Sandy B,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Banda Bassotti,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Schoolly D,
ABC,
The Selecter,
Nik Kershaw,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
Reuben Wilson,
Kas Product,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gun Club,
Toni Rubio,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
UT,
Gil Scott Heron,
June of 44,
Livin' Joy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Godley & Creme,
Brand Nubian,
Khruangbin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Oblivians,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Bananas,
Black Flag,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Television,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.