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 Benin and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Barbara Tucker to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crash Course in Science,
Sister Nancy,
Kevin Saunderson,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Country Teasers,
The Tremeloes,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Crispy Ambulance,
MC5,
James White and The Blacks,
The Electric Prunes,
Ice-T,
This Heat,
Visage,
Easy Going,
Vainqueur,
Gang Gang Dance,
Malaria!,
Audionom,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echospace,
Wire,
Kaleidoscope,
The Selecter,
The Doors,
Sandy B,
Drexciya,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
Soulsonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
The Black Dice,
Subhumans,
Roger Hodgson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Janne Schatter,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Ten City,
Nas,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neu!,
Underground Resistance,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.