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 Peru and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Grauzone to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
Sparks,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cybotron,
Tres Demented,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Model 500,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marmalade,
The Happenings,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
Electric Prunes,
Flash Fearless,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra,
The Mummies,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Country Teasers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
China Crisis,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
Technova,
Echospace,
the Swans,
Vainqueur,
Faust,
Amon Düül II,
Goldenarms,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronnie Foster,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
Trumans Water,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pulsallama,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.