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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiohead 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Nas,
Idris Muhammad,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
Cymande,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare,
Model 500,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Loose Ends,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Livin' Joy,
Marc Almond,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
Soft Cell,
DNA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swell Maps,
10cc,
Cameo,
Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bush Tetras,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
The United States of America,
Au Pairs,
Surgeon,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
48th St. Collective,
Monolake,
Mission of Burma,
The Standells,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blake Baxter,
Nils Olav,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quantec,
Neu!,
Amon Düül II,
Max Romeo,
Q and Not U,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
Organ,
Adolescents,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Duran Duran,
H. Thieme,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.