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 Mexico and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Section 25 to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Michelle Simonal,
Urselle,
Flipper,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
Main Source,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
Fatback Band,
Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Goldenarms,
Don Cherry,
The Grass Roots,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mummies,
Sex Pistols,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Style,
Brand Nubian,
Can,
E-Dancer,
Outsiders,
Ken Boothe,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Von Mondo,
the Swans,
Josef K,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
H. Thieme,
The Seeds,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
New Order,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Tim Buckley,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
Joey Negro,
Harry Pussy,
Delta 5,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-101,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T. Rex,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.