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 Liberia and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Von Mondo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Stiv Bators,
Vainqueur,
Joe Smooth,
Television,
Eli Mardock,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chrome,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Mills,
Interpol,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brand Nubian,
Nirvana,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Anakelly,
Lalann,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visage,
Frankie Knuckles,
Slick Rick,
The Real Kids,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Au Pairs,
The Last Poets,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Byron Stingily,
Grey Daturas,
Cymande,
Heaven 17,
Lou Christie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
The Human League,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pylon,
Funkadelic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
KRS-One,
Brothers Johnson,
The Standells,
Idris Muhammad,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.