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 St Lucia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Bauhaus to the rock 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Red Krayola,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fela Kuti,
Bill Near,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Joensuu 1685,
Barbara Tucker,
Eurythmics,
Slick Rick,
Public Image Ltd.,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Smiths,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare,
Index,
Marine Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Altered Images,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ronan,
Gichy Dan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
Crispy Ambulance,
Massinfluence,
Rekid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
Jawbox,
Ornette Coleman,
Malaria!,
Skaos,
Peter and Kerry,
The Remains,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Das Ding,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cecil Taylor,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.