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 Honduras and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 DJ Sneak to the dance 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers 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?
Ice-T,
Tears for Fears,
Josef K,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mummies,
Dave Gahan,
the Slits,
The Happenings,
Los Fastidios,
ABBA,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
The Martian,
Skaos,
A Certain Ratio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eve St. Jones,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
Pere Ubu,
L. Decosne,
Main Source,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Intrusion,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Green,
Graham Central Station,
Byron Stingily,
Siglo XX,
Jawbox,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Pagans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ronan,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stiv Bators,
Agent Orange,
The Offenders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Misunderstood,
Kaleidoscope,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Roger Hodgson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Sugar Minott,
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.