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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Soul Sonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eli Mardock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Divine Comedy,
Prince Buster,
Michelle Simonal,
Lyres,
The Misunderstood,
EPMD,
Glenn Branca,
The Buckinghams,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Reuben Wilson,
Scratch Acid,
Goldenarms,
Magma,
The Pop Group,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Subhumans,
The Litter,
Agitation Free,
Barry Ungar,
Altered Images,
Wolf Eyes,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
The Neon Judgement,
Aural Exciters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
FM Einheit,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Hasil Adkins,
Delta 5,
Unwound,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
Skriet,
U.S. Maple,
Symarip,
The Moleskins,
PIL,
The Searchers,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.