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 Malta and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 U.S. Maple to the rock 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantytec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Cybotron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Sound Behaviour,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
Mad Mike,
Scientists,
The Human League,
Altered Images,
Michelle Simonal,
Bronski Beat,
Kurtis Blow,
Moby Grape,
Sugar Minott,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Donny Hathaway,
Rites of Spring,
The Dave Clark Five,
Monolake,
Yazoo,
Johnny Osbourne,
CMW,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Count Five,
X-101,
Oblivians,
Aloha Tigers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
The Doobie Brothers,
AZ,
Mantronix,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bob Dylan,
Barry Ungar,
Jerry's Kids,
Stereo Dub,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fuzztones,
Lalann,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Zapp,
The Fall,
John Lydon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marc Almond,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Gang Dance,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.