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 Switzerland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Dead Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
The Pop Group,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mummies,
The Beau Brummels,
The Modern Lovers,
Chris & Cosey,
Depeche Mode,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
Cecil Taylor,
Hot Snakes,
Public Enemy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neu!,
Echospace,
the Swans,
Gang Starr,
The Motions,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Pus,
Connie Case,
Tres Demented,
Q and Not U,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deakin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Smog,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ohio Players,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Almond,
David Axelrod,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Unrelated Segments,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aswad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mars,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.