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 Jamaica and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the techno 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Sällskapet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Holt,
Mantronix,
The Velvet Underground,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
Piero Umiliani,
Section 25,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
Harry Pussy,
Radiohead,
Tres Demented,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
The Move,
The Buckinghams,
Rod Modell,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Moleskins,
Eden Ahbez,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Blackbyrds,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris & Cosey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kenny Larkin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Derrick May,
Royal Trux,
Marvin Gaye,
Oblivians,
London Community Gospel Choir,
LL Cool J,
Max Romeo,
Nick Fraelich,
Matthew Bourne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sound,
The Black Dice,
Aloha Tigers,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joey Negro,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gregory Isaacs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pole,
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.