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 Denmark and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Marshall Jefferson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Spandau Ballet,
Kaleidoscope,
Absolute Body Control,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Terry,
Bill Near,
Index,
Monks,
The Invisible,
Crash Course in Science,
Scratch Acid,
Slave,
Infiniti,
Scientists,
Negative Approach,
Chrome,
Dave Gahan,
Marine Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Adolescents,
Mr. Review,
Delta 5,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Lucky Dragons,
Scrapy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crime,
the Fania All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Sexual Harrassment,
Youth Brigade,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
kango's stein massive,
Arab on Radar,
Junior Murvin,
La Düsseldorf,
the Bar-Kays,
Ten City,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Isaac Hayes,
Accadde A,
The Searchers,
Heaven 17,
Metal Thangz,
Blossom Toes,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
The Selecter,
Chris & Cosey,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.