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 Kiribati and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gabor Szabo to the grime 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Marc Almond,
Yellowson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barry Ungar,
John Holt,
John Lydon,
Television,
Qualms,
Brick,
Moss Icon,
Q and Not U,
Technova,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Visage,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
EPMD,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arcadia,
The Human League,
Pierre Henry,
A Certain Ratio,
Ludus,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Sister Nancy,
Pere Ubu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moby Grape,
R.M.O.,
The Residents,
Barclay James Harvest,
Panda Bear,
The Tremeloes,
The Red Krayola,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Mark Hollis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
Essential Logic,
The Music Machine,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.