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 Italy and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cybotron to the grime 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacques Brel,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Make Up,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
Lyres,
Joensuu 1685,
Bill Wells,
Josef K,
Bootsy Collins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters,
Nick Fraelich,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moss Icon,
Unwound,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
Aaron Thompson,
The Count Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Little Man,
The Wake,
Mr. Review,
The Music Machine,
Morten Harket,
The Grass Roots,
Chrome,
Agent Orange,
Simply Red,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Flag,
Rufus Thomas,
Fad Gadget,
Nas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Selecter,
Circle Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Index,
Wolf Eyes,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
Niagra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Groovy Waters,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.