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 Bhutan and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Model 500 to the techno 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cowsills,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barbara Tucker,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
The Moody Blues,
Minor Threat,
The Fuzztones,
Black Pus,
Funky Four + One,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
Drive Like Jehu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rites of Spring,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
The Remains,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Danielle Patucci,
Lalann,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
D'Angelo,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gap Band,
The Barracudas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Chris Corsano,
R.M.O.,
T.S.O.L.,
Sam Rivers,
CMW,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Mills,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.