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 Ecuador and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 La Düsseldorf to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Chris & Cosey,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Move,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Finger,
LL Cool J,
Bauhaus,
Basic Channel,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Bush Tetras,
Groovy Waters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oblivians,
cv313,
Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
Gregory Isaacs,
Prince Buster,
the Slits,
Moebius,
Wire,
Maurizio,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Evens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scott Walker,
The Slits,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
The Stooges,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joensuu 1685,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang of Four,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.