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 Angola and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Buckinghams to the rap 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Faraquet,
Althea and Donna,
Half Japanese,
The Fuzztones,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
The Vogues,
Funky Four + One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Grauzone,
New Order,
Nirvana,
Heaven 17,
Ultimate Spinach,
Interpol,
These Immortal Souls,
Altered Images,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mummies,
Marine Girls,
Fluxion,
Sandy B,
Moby Grape,
Crime,
Los Fastidios,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
Public Enemy,
Blake Baxter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Young Rascals,
In Retrospect,
Essential Logic,
Dawn Penn,
Camouflage,
Schoolly D,
Brass Construction,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Cal Tjader,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Parry Music,
Sam Rivers,
Man Eating Sloth,
F. McDonald,
Henry Cow,
Hot Snakes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.