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 Vietnam and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Brick to the punk 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Ponytail,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Alison Limerick,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Harmonia,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
John Holt,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Rundgren,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
The Angels of Light,
Gang of Four,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
John Coltrane,
Easy Going,
Lakeside,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flipper,
Jeff Mills,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warsaw,
Suburban Knight,
Stetsasonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hot Snakes,
Yellowson,
Freddie Wadling,
The Searchers,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tubeway Army,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terry Callier,
Fear,
John Lydon,
Funkadelic,
Scientists,
Procol Harum,
Con Funk Shun,
Ken Boothe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fat Boys,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.