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 Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deepchord to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
In Retrospect,
Pole,
Black Bananas,
The Human League,
Blake Baxter,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slave,
Porter Ricks,
Arcadia,
Isaac Hayes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
John Cale,
The Five Americans,
Ice-T,
Moebius,
Oblivians,
The Searchers,
Joey Negro,
Kaleidoscope,
Infiniti,
Juan Atkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
This Heat,
The Mummies,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June Days,
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Rekid,
Rapeman,
the Association,
Guru Guru,
Heaven 17,
Joy Division,
Ken Boothe,
Silicon Teens,
Nas,
Mr. Review,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
Fear,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aswad,
Funkadelic,
Scion,
Oneida,
Whodini,
Nils Olav,
Duran Duran,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.