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 Senegal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Style to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
Porter Ricks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
Lungfish,
Pylon,
The United States of America,
The Evens,
Wasted Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Babytalk,
Colin Newman,
Charles Mingus,
John Coltrane,
Donald Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sandy B,
Danielle Patucci,
Parry Music,
Swell Maps,
Alphaville,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cure,
The Litter,
Todd Terry,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultravox,
Aural Exciters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Frankie Knuckles,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
The Dirtbombs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Franke,
Half Japanese,
Slick Rick,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Sherman,
Pulsallama,
Skaos,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.