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 Morocco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABBA to the electroclash 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Depeche Mode,
Don Cherry,
La Düsseldorf,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
Audionom,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Procol Harum,
Motorama,
Todd Terry,
AZ,
Hardrive,
Wings,
Aaron Thompson,
X-101,
Infiniti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Toasters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neu!,
June of 44,
Ronan,
Kenny Larkin,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
New Age Steppers,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ponytail,
Connie Case,
Matthew Halsall,
Grey Daturas,
Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Freddie Wadling,
The Flesh Eaters,
Porter Ricks,
Pylon,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Aloha Tigers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Neon Judgement,
the Germs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Association,
Max Romeo,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
Main Source,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick May,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.