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 Lesotho and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the crunk 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Camouflage,
Section 25,
Pantaleimon,
Donald Byrd,
D'Angelo,
Idris Muhammad,
The Durutti Column,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
Con Funk Shun,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gun Club,
Bluetip,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Depeche Mode,
The Barracudas,
Isaac Hayes,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
Graham Central Station,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
The Smoke,
Angry Samoans,
Grauzone,
Silicon Teens,
Slick Rick,
Whodini,
Scion,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
The Blackbyrds,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Erasure,
Ronnie Foster,
Dorothy Ashby,
Altered Images,
Connie Case,
Los Fastidios,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
Funkadelic,
Mad Mike,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.