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 Peru and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythm & Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Second Layer,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kayak,
Derrick May,
Pharoah Sanders,
Khruangbin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David Axelrod,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pet Shop Boys,
Icehouse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Underground Resistance,
F. McDonald,
Mo-Dettes,
Wolf Eyes,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Pus,
Guru Guru,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
Jacques Brel,
The Fire Engines,
AZ,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Human League,
The Victims,
Cameo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
Tres Demented,
Lyres,
Joe Finger,
Animal Collective,
Glenn Branca,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pop Group,
Crash Course in Science,
Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Intrusion,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.