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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 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 Mantronix to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
Nas,
Mantronix,
Absolute Body Control,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Nils Olav,
The Searchers,
Television,
Roger Hodgson,
Piero Umiliani,
Gichy Dan,
48th St. Collective,
EPMD,
Fatback Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angry Samoans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Frankie Knuckles,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Essential Logic,
The Modern Lovers,
Jawbox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
X-101,
the Swans,
X-102,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Althea and Donna,
Pere Ubu,
Scientists,
Lyres,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drexciya,
The Angels of Light,
Skaos,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Hill,
The Fall,
Radiohead,
Visage,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.