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 Seychelles and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Alton Ellis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Technova,
Mad Mike,
Los Fastidios,
Pet Shop Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Minor Threat,
The Black Dice,
Underground Resistance,
China Crisis,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Essential Logic,
Barclay James Harvest,
D'Angelo,
The Last Poets,
Moebius,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül II,
Fad Gadget,
Scan 7,
The Grass Roots,
Jerry's Kids,
Nick Fraelich,
Tomorrow,
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marmalade,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
R.M.O.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Moon,
Rotary Connection,
The Five Americans,
The Angels of Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Interpol,
Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Pole,
Trumans Water,
The Mojo Men,
Camberwell Now,
James Chance & The Contortions,
A Certain Ratio,
Kaleidoscope,
John Cale,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
U.S. Maple,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.