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 Taiwan and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Jesper Dahlback to the disco 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Moody Blues,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Funky Four + One,
Slick Rick,
The Martian,
Depeche Mode,
Electric Prunes,
UT,
John Holt,
Roxette,
Yaz,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
Neu!,
Drexciya,
MDC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Buzzcocks,
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
The Toasters,
Rakim,
Smog,
Albert Ayler,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
John Foxx,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Graham Central Station,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Visage,
Jerry's Kids,
Radio Birdman,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
Unwound,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.