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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 T. Rex to the jazz 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Red Krayola,
Nils Olav,
Au Pairs,
The Dead C,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
Visage,
Tom Boy,
Cheater Slicks,
Arab on Radar,
Jawbox,
These Immortal Souls,
Delon & Dalcan,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Outsiders,
Procol Harum,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerri Chandler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeff Mills,
Eric Dolphy,
Quadrant,
CMW,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Little Man,
Easy Going,
In Retrospect,
Nirvana,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Danielle Patucci,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
Dawn Penn,
Deepchord,
Marcia Griffiths,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
Archie Shepp,
Public Enemy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blancmange,
Gong,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chrome,
Black Bananas,
Pagans,
The Remains,
Magma,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Darondo,
kango's stein massive,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.