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 Botswana and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Deakin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Rotary Connection,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Magma,
Hashim,
Camberwell Now,
John Holt,
Whodini,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Cymande,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lyres,
Idris Muhammad,
the Normal,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sixth Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Starr,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Tres Demented,
Brass Construction,
Black Sheep,
Yaz,
The Wake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rosa Yemen,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nirvana,
Intrusion,
The Pop Group,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siglo XX,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
Echospace,
The Cure,
Toni Rubio,
The Fuzztones,
Simply Red,
Altered Images,
H. Thieme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Infiniti,
The Music Machine,
This Heat,
David Bowie,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Real Kids,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.