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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Surgeon to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
The Trojans,
Nick Fraelich,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Moss Icon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Motions,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Jandek,
Cecil Taylor,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Teasers,
The Gories,
Ice-T,
Rotary Connection,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Sparks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Godley & Creme,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultravox,
Tom Boy,
Masters at Work,
Skriet,
Rapeman,
Jerry's Kids,
The Busters,
Aural Exciters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
DNA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Harmonia,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
the Sonics,
Das Ding,
Black Pus,
Eric Copeland,
Morten Harket,
Angry Samoans,
Circle Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
Beasts of Bourbon,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.