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 Iran and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mantronix to the dance 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson 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?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hasil Adkins,
Blossom Toes,
Panda Bear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
Pet Shop Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Surgeon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Laurel Aitken,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
Roger Hodgson,
Janne Schatter,
The Angels of Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bad Manners,
Stereo Dub,
Young Marble Giants,
Sarah Menescal,
Alison Limerick,
Crooked Eye,
Bootsy Collins,
The American Breed,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
Camberwell Now,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pierre Henry,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Supertramp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sonic Youth,
Suburban Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
The Seeds,
Amazonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.