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 Namibia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Absolute Body Control,
Nas,
Rapeman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Excepter,
The Selecter,
D'Angelo,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
CMW,
Erasure,
The Slits,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
The Count Five,
PIL,
In Retrospect,
Bad Manners,
Outsiders,
Max Romeo,
Mo-Dettes,
Hot Snakes,
Alton Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Porter Ricks,
Laurel Aitken,
Crispian St. Peters,
Model 500,
Flipper,
Pulsallama,
Yazoo,
Unwound,
Shoche,
Letta Mbulu,
Faraquet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
Infiniti,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Thee Headcoats,
Janne Schatter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Basic Channel,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
Ice-T,
Sparks,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Green,
Wally Richardson,
The Raincoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.