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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pierre Henry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Deadbeat,
the Soft Cell,
Scratch Acid,
Section 25,
The Move,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brand Nubian,
Pantytec,
Joey Negro,
Ossler,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Rakim,
JFA,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Gang Green,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Idris Muhammad,
Underground Resistance,
L. Decosne,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
The Gun Club,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aswad,
The Stooges,
The Saints,
The Angels of Light,
Quando Quango,
Niagra,
Model 500,
Animal Collective,
the Normal,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
X-Ray Spex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joyce Sims,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine,
Marc Almond,
Mantronix,
Ultravox,
The Residents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Tom Boy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.