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 Benin and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Radio Birdman to the punk 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Carl Craig,
Harpers Bizarre,
Steve Hackett,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
The Fall,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül,
Smog,
Mantronix,
Al Stewart,
Outsiders,
Flipper,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lindisfarne,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
This Heat,
Moby Grape,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Marmalade,
Harry Pussy,
The J.B.'s,
Warren Ellis,
Maurizio,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
Procol Harum,
The Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Royal Trux,
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
Matthew Bourne,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.