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 Israel and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rapeman to the techno 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
the Sonics,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magazine,
Slave,
Yazoo,
The Moleskins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sandy B,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio,
Nas,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker,
Connie Case,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Move,
Fatback Band,
Basic Channel,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Yusef Lateef,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Massinfluence,
Ten City,
The United States of America,
These Immortal Souls,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Hood,
The Dave Clark Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Stetsasonic,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gories,
Dark Day,
Cameo,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.