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 Israel and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Essential Logic 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Au Pairs,
Stereo Dub,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Harry Pussy,
The Modern Lovers,
Parry Music,
Silicon Teens,
Niagra,
Severed Heads,
Hashim,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Janne Schatter,
Fatback Band,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Agent Orange,
Eli Mardock,
Sällskapet,
The Toasters,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
Deadbeat,
Brass Construction,
Talk Talk,
T.S.O.L.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hardrive,
John Lydon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wolf Eyes,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Japan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
The Techniques,
Andrew Hill,
Man Parrish,
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mandrill,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalann,
Lakeside,
Jimmy McGriff,
E-Dancer,
Sugar Minott,
Lebanon Hanover,
Donny Hathaway,
Scratch Acid,
Soul II Soul,
Bronski Beat,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.