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 South and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 MDC to the dance 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Prince Buster,
Radiohead,
Glenn Branca,
Shoche,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Minor Threat,
Pylon,
Pole,
Skriet,
Kurtis Blow,
The Remains,
The Blues Magoos,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
Howard Jones,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Axelrod,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Average White Band,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ten City,
The Blackbyrds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siglo XX,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Urselle,
Eurythmics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chris Corsano,
Chrome,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fad Gadget,
UT,
DJ Sneak,
Banda Bassotti,
Niagra,
These Immortal Souls,
Blancmange,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
The Smoke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joensuu 1685,
PIL,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pere Ubu,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.