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 Colombia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dual Sessions,
Main Source,
Kaleidoscope,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sparks,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Pus,
Neil Young,
Cecil Taylor,
the Germs,
Cal Tjader,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neu!,
Scan 7,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Kinks,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rosa Yemen,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camouflage,
Visage,
Sonic Youth,
Patti Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
Tropical Tobacco,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
UT,
Pussy Galore,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
Hoover,
Derrick Morgan,
One Last Wish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
Suicide,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
Toni Rubio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swans,
Adolescents,
Quadrant,
The Divine Comedy,
Swell Maps,
Marmalade,
The Cowsills,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.