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 Guinea-Bissau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Saints to the electroclash 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lindisfarne,
Archie Shepp,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wire,
Stereo Dub,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Sheep,
Sight & Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Sam Rivers,
Excepter,
Angry Samoans,
The Invisible,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Moon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bush Tetras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang Green,
Hashim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roy Ayers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Swans,
Scott Walker,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Depeche Mode,
The Toasters,
Goldenarms,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
Shuggie Otis,
Loose Ends,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
Radiohead,
Technova,
Monks,
Darondo,
Moebius,
Blancmange,
Urselle,
Rhythm & Sound,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Mr. Review,
Rekid,
Kool Moe Dee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.