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 Iceland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gregory Isaacs to the funk 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville 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?
Scan 7,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Fraelich,
the Normal,
Godley & Creme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mark Hollis,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Moleskins,
Albert Ayler,
The Searchers,
The Techniques,
H. Thieme,
Hardrive,
Ohio Players,
Sonic Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Infiniti,
Arthur Verocai,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alton Ellis,
Motorama,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
Mars,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wire,
Young Marble Giants,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visage,
Little Man,
Johnny Clarke,
Camberwell Now,
Ultimate Spinach,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Wells,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sex Pistols,
Minny Pops,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lindisfarne,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
Ken Boothe,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.