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 Mali and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 DJ Style to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Mission of Burma,
The Gladiators,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick May,
The Wake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sällskapet,
Brick,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young,
Wasted Youth,
Zapp,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hasil Adkins,
The Angels of Light,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kayak,
Tomorrow,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
T. Rex,
Donny Hathaway,
Isaac Hayes,
Eddi Front,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hardrive,
Morten Harket,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
The Divine Comedy,
Procol Harum,
Soft Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television Personalities,
F. McDonald,
Maleditus Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Marmalade,
Wire,
Don Cherry,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Terry,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Soft Cell,
Index,
Yazoo,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.