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 Luxembourg and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magazine to the techno 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
June Days,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
the Bar-Kays,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Agent Orange,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wire,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick May,
Brothers Johnson,
The Skatalites,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Anakelly,
Tubeway Army,
Sparks,
Oblivians,
FM Einheit,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
Royal Trux,
June of 44,
Livin' Joy,
Roger Hodgson,
The Black Dice,
Shoche,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
D'Angelo,
Whodini,
The Names,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skarface,
Aswad,
Yaz,
Yellowson,
Blancmange,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.