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 Lebanon and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Man Parrish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
The Standells,
Barry Ungar,
Spoonie Gee,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
a-ha,
The Selecter,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
Kaleidoscope,
The Buckinghams,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
Jacques Brel,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yazoo,
Dawn Penn,
Jandek,
Scion,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quantec,
Can,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
In Retrospect,
Absolute Body Control,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dirtbombs,
Pulsallama,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sugar Minott,
Underground Resistance,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
John Holt,
Niagra,
Technova,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anakelly,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
Brick,
Magma,
The Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Josef K,
Alphaville,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.