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 Malaysia and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Holt 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Lungfish,
Model 500,
Deadbeat,
The Buckinghams,
Arcadia,
Maurizio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Whodini,
New Order,
Black Flag,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
Sun Ra,
Sun City Girls,
Scion,
Inner City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slackers,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Zapp,
Ten City,
Motorama,
Pierre Henry,
Minnie Riperton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Interpol,
The Electric Prunes,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
ABC,
Tom Boy,
Severed Heads,
Quantec,
Essential Logic,
Lightning Bolt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dead Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Ronan,
Maleditus Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Divine Comedy,
Max Romeo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Wake,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Terry,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Lydon,
Aural Exciters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Marine Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.