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 Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wasted Youth to the techno 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Görl,
Oblivians,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
New Order,
Aloha Tigers,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Underground Resistance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eli Mardock,
Agent Orange,
Brand Nubian,
Wings,
Graham Central Station,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Prince Buster,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy Collins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Slave,
Cheater Slicks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dirtbombs,
Aaron Thompson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fortunes,
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
Bush Tetras,
Arab on Radar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rosa Yemen,
Tom Boy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare,
Moebius,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
Khruangbin,
Ornette Coleman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
Interpol,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Lalann,
Sugar Minott,
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.