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 Ukraine and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Freddie Wadling to the grime 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül,
Depeche Mode,
Gabor Szabo,
The Vogues,
Reagan Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Terry,
Shuggie Otis,
MDC,
The Blackbyrds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Searchers,
Scrapy,
Duran Duran,
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ponytail,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Move,
Steve Hackett,
Brass Construction,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Busters,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Derrick May,
Max Romeo,
Quantec,
Theoretical Girls,
Aswad,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxette,
Kaleidoscope,
David Axelrod,
Fatback Band,
Charles Mingus,
Sparks,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
D'Angelo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Thompson Twins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Outsiders,
Liliput,
Ultimate Spinach,
Circle Jerks,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.