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 Macedonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Porter Ricks,
Duran Duran,
Nils Olav,
The New Christs,
Funkadelic,
Lebanon Hanover,
AZ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Standells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lower 48,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Moon,
Nirvana,
Jerry's Kids,
Symarip,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick May,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
The Gap Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harmonia,
Alphaville,
Zero Boys,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nik Kershaw,
Colin Newman,
Letta Mbulu,
Ornette Coleman,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
Echospace,
The Index,
The Golliwogs,
Skaos,
Livin' Joy,
The Last Poets,
Jacob Miller,
B.T. Express,
Camberwell Now,
Ultravox,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.