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 United Kingdom and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 JFA to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
kango's stein massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
E-Dancer,
Neu!,
Josef K,
MC5,
Panda Bear,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gun Club,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
A Certain Ratio,
The Selecter,
Symarip,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Toasters,
Rekid,
Audionom,
Wings,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Little Man,
Zapp,
Anakelly,
Davy DMX,
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Althea and Donna,
Charles Mingus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ludus,
Henry Cow,
Kas Product,
Average White Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Popol Vuh,
Adolescents,
Swans,
Chrome,
Underground Resistance,
Wolf Eyes,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.