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 Czech Republic and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Cybotron to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
OOIOO,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Human League,
John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Khruangbin,
Rosa Yemen,
Interpol,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-Ray Spex,
Goldenarms,
Index,
Warsaw,
The Skatalites,
Hardrive,
Sixth Finger,
Model 500,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Q and Not U,
The Victims,
Erasure,
Donny Hathaway,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fall,
Lalann,
Malaria!,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Traffic Nightmare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Quadrant,
FM Einheit,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Techniques,
Nils Olav,
The Move,
The Moleskins,
ABC,
Alphaville,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxette,
Ultimate Spinach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slick Rick,
Cluster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.