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 the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roy Ayers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
The Birthday Party,
Tom Boy,
Agitation Free,
The Golliwogs,
48th St. Collective,
Altered Images,
Hoover,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quadrant,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Metal Thangz,
The Dead C,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
Slave,
Derrick May,
Rod Modell,
Ten City,
Vladislav Delay,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronnie Foster,
Reagan Youth,
Pagans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Foxx,
Khruangbin,
LL Cool J,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stiv Bators,
K-Klass,
Cal Tjader,
Chris Corsano,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
Faust,
Toni Rubio,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Japan,
Boredoms,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
Gichy Dan,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.