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 Yemen and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delon & Dalcan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Can,
Howard Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Amon Düül,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Pus,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
Ronnie Foster,
Eurythmics,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
Suicide,
The Fall,
Wasted Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cluster,
Metal Thangz,
Skarface,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
Skaos,
Swell Maps,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Bourne,
Hardrive,
Kenny Larkin,
The Blackbyrds,
Morten Harket,
Faraquet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Beau Brummels,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
The Last Poets,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Adolescents,
Charles Mingus,
Bronski Beat,
Black Moon,
The Seeds,
Theoretical Girls,
The Skatalites,
Grey Daturas,
Donald Byrd,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Golliwogs,
Organ,
Lakeside,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Robert Görl,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.