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 Laos and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Scratch Acid to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Joensuu 1685,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick May,
Wally Richardson,
Gabor Szabo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Saccharine Trust,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville,
Technova,
Ponytail,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Sherman,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
Underground Resistance,
Isaac Hayes,
KRS-One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Desert Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glenn Branca,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
The Smiths,
World's Most,
The Cure,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Au Pairs,
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Adolescents,
Yazoo,
Can,
Panda Bear,
Absolute Body Control,
Visage,
Q and Not U,
Black Bananas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fluxion,
The Moleskins,
48th St. Collective,
Kayak,
Sound Behaviour,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.