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 Ireland and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Scrapy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Andrew Hill,
a-ha,
Flash Fearless,
Sparks,
Oneida,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boredoms,
Rakim,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Association,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Popol Vuh,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Eddi Front,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
Hashim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rod Modell,
Kurtis Blow,
Junior Murvin,
Sugar Minott,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Outsiders,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slits,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Nico,
Minny Pops,
Fat Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Fugazi,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
The Zeros,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pussy Galore,
Inner City,
ABBA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aswad,
Royal Trux,
B.T. Express,
The Techniques,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Sherman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.