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 Honduras and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Yellowson to the electroclash 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pulsallama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Japan,
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Bourne,
Rotary Connection,
Black Bananas,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
Niagra,
The Five Americans,
Make Up,
Glenn Branca,
Fugazi,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris & Cosey,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mojo Men,
Dennis Brown,
Drexciya,
Carl Craig,
B.T. Express,
Warren Ellis,
The United States of America,
Whodini,
Slick Rick,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed,
Pylon,
Blake Baxter,
Mr. Review,
Royal Trux,
Delon & Dalcan,
Letta Mbulu,
Joyce Sims,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Cell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Fela Kuti,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.