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 Brunei and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Erasure to the jazz 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül II,
The Gap Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys,
Aswad,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kayak,
Eli Mardock,
Severed Heads,
Slave,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Swans,
La Düsseldorf,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
Swell Maps,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
Charles Mingus,
The Names,
Sun Ra,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Agitation Free,
The Barracudas,
Stetsasonic,
Sight & Sound,
a-ha,
Howard Jones,
Main Source,
Scratch Acid,
Oneida,
Glenn Branca,
Black Bananas,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Martian,
Panda Bear,
Jeru the Damaja,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Animal Collective,
Bill Wells,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Yusef Lateef,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.