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 Norway 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Barbara Tucker to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Godley & Creme,
Siglo XX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joyce Sims,
ABC,
Jeff Lynne,
KRS-One,
Lou Christie,
Faraquet,
Lakeside,
Wire,
Malaria!,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
Lalann,
The Busters,
Grey Daturas,
Sandy B,
DNA,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
Al Stewart,
Ohio Players,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tom Boy,
Mandrill,
Tears for Fears,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Groovy Waters,
Rites of Spring,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Excepter,
Prince Buster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Zapp,
The Count Five,
Robert Hood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
Freddie Wadling,
Henry Cow,
Soulsonic Force,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
Leonard Cohen,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brothers Johnson,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.