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 Benin and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Pantytec to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Association,
T. Rex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
Boredoms,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
H. Thieme,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gladiators,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül II,
ABC,
Man Parrish,
Lightning Bolt,
The Techniques,
Model 500,
Black Pus,
Kurtis Blow,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Sherman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Theoretical Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
E-Dancer,
Blake Baxter,
The Fuzztones,
Television,
This Heat,
Motorama,
The Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joyce Sims,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Lebanon Hanover,
Agent Orange,
Don Cherry,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
Silicon Teens,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Skriet,
Anthony Braxton,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pylon,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.