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 Zambia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-102 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hashim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
the Association,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Sun City Girls,
The Offenders,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
Second Layer,
Jandek,
The Shadows of Knight,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
The Smiths,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Simply Red,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
Agent Orange,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
The Moleskins,
The Searchers,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Organ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry's Kids,
Pylon,
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
Oblivians,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
Lou Christie,
Black Bananas,
June Days,
Steve Hackett,
Surgeon,
Inner City,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Saints,
The New Christs,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June of 44,
Fear,
Skaos,
Chris Corsano,
Nico,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gabor Szabo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.