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 Philippines and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dark Day to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
X-101,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Half Japanese,
a-ha,
Idris Muhammad,
Scratch Acid,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
Bob Dylan,
Surgeon,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronnie Foster,
Organ,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Colin Newman,
Bronski Beat,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Fraelich,
Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
The Fuzztones,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultimate Spinach,
Anthony Braxton,
Grey Daturas,
Bush Tetras,
Brothers Johnson,
Glenn Branca,
Pantytec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mo-Dettes,
Mandrill,
10cc,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q and Not U,
Nico,
Camberwell Now,
Shoche,
Kas Product,
Television,
Whodini,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gerry Rafferty,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cure,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.