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 Andorra and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grime 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Joyce Sims,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Guru Guru,
The Busters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bluetip,
Liliput,
Ice-T,
Peter and Kerry,
Joy Division,
John Foxx,
Agitation Free,
Glambeats Corp.,
PIL,
The Smoke,
Khruangbin,
The Dead C,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barrington Levy,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
Q65,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Misunderstood,
China Crisis,
Tom Boy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris & Cosey,
Anakelly,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Pretty Things,
Janne Schatter,
Ornette Coleman,
Joe Finger,
the Sonics,
Sparks,
The Evens,
Vainqueur,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.