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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Pylon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
Archie Shepp,
Camberwell Now,
Neu!,
Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
Boredoms,
Slave,
The Neon Judgement,
Michelle Simonal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sister Nancy,
Bush Tetras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Toasters,
Fatback Band,
Blake Baxter,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Womack,
Gang Starr,
Idris Muhammad,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Thee Headcoats,
Youth Brigade,
Arthur Verocai,
Rekid,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
Roxy Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T.S.O.L.,
The Misunderstood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Sheep,
Make Up,
Traffic Nightmare,
Zapp,
Newcleus,
Lakeside,
Morten Harket,
Dawn Penn,
Kurtis Blow,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.