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 Guyana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Qualms to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Harmonia,
Bang On A Can,
Royal Trux,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dirtbombs,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eddi Front,
Stockholm Monsters,
UT,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
ABBA,
Al Stewart,
Sugar Minott,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fela Kuti,
Motorama,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Absolute Body Control,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
The Cure,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Red Krayola,
Maurizio,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Holt,
JFA,
Schoolly D,
Urselle,
Susan Cadogan,
Agent Orange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mantronix,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
Scan 7,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bad Manners,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.