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 Spain and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ponytail to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
ABC,
The Black Dice,
Minnie Riperton,
Funkadelic,
The Grass Roots,
Country Teasers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Görl,
Juan Atkins,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dead C,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Joy Division,
Ten City,
Underground Resistance,
Brick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cameo,
Brass Construction,
Nick Fraelich,
Motorama,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Judy Mowatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reuben Wilson,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
Harry Pussy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Christie,
Outsiders,
Ponytail,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Cell,
AZ,
Eddi Front,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rod Modell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cramps,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
The Cure,
Davy DMX,
The Saints,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.