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 Australia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Procol Harum,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Slick Rick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boz Scaggs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Suburban Knight,
Marvin Gaye,
Boredoms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Monolake,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
Derrick May,
Smog,
Kas Product,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hashim,
Underground Resistance,
The Durutti Column,
Alton Ellis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
The Angels of Light,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
Average White Band,
Metal Thangz,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oblivians,
The Happenings,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Victims,
Bad Manners,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Depeche Mode,
FM Einheit,
Shoche,
Arthur Verocai,
Cluster,
Pussy Galore,
Monks,
June Days,
Gang Starr,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
48th St. Collective,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.