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 New Zealand and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Second Layer 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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Bootsy Collins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Country Teasers,
The Gap Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Roy Ayers,
Black Flag,
Easy Going,
Average White Band,
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cal Tjader,
Skaos,
Tim Buckley,
Nico,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pierre Henry,
Mr. Review,
Marine Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
48th St. Collective,
Howard Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Henry Cow,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Unwound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Section 25,
Freddie Wadling,
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef,
Magma,
Au Pairs,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Nirvana,
Mad Mike,
Popol Vuh,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Kurtis Blow,
Subhumans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
The Durutti Column,
Marc Almond,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.