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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Franke to the jazz 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Pere Ubu,
The Fall,
Roxy Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
Camouflage,
Joe Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Alison Limerick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magma,
Aural Exciters,
Groovy Waters,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
Joe Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
Whodini,
Steve Hackett,
The Barracudas,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
Jeru the Damaja,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Moon,
Theoretical Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Pantaleimon,
H. Thieme,
Don Cherry,
Lalo Schifrin,
F. McDonald,
Wally Richardson,
Max Romeo,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
Organ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maurizio,
The Cowsills,
Amazonics,
The Kinks,
Second Layer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
One Last Wish,
Marvin Gaye,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bill Near,
Cymande,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Junior Murvin,
Deakin,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.