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 Togo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scratch Acid to the dance 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Wasted Youth,
Bauhaus,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Don Cherry,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed,
The Angels of Light,
EPMD,
The Gladiators,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joy Division,
Black Flag,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
Yaz,
Yellowson,
Aural Exciters,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
Barbara Tucker,
Con Funk Shun,
Urselle,
Brothers Johnson,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tim Buckley,
Susan Cadogan,
Silicon Teens,
Sugar Minott,
Drexciya,
Wings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Young Marble Giants,
Harry Pussy,
The Monochrome Set,
Lungfish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Busters,
Graham Central Station,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.