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 Honduras and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 In Retrospect to the electroclash 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
8 Eyed Spy,
PIL,
Roger Hodgson,
Susan Cadogan,
Harmonia,
Henry Cow,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scion,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Little Man,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rekid,
Stockholm Monsters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kenny Larkin,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
Agent Orange,
X-102,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Foxx,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
Arcadia,
kango's stein massive,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vainqueur,
Tom Boy,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
The Gap Band,
The Fuzztones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brass Construction,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Inner City,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Rundgren,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.