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 Korea North and from Spokane.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Jerry's Kids,
PIL,
John Holt,
Surgeon,
Johnny Clarke,
Kenny Larkin,
MDC,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Roxette,
Robert Hood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alison Limerick,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tim Buckley,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lower 48,
Morten Harket,
The Velvet Underground,
Dark Day,
The Black Dice,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aloha Tigers,
Sandy B,
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Drexciya,
Dave Gahan,
Alphaville,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantytec,
Neu!,
Pagans,
Ice-T,
Ornette Coleman,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
Minnie Riperton,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
Glenn Branca,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.