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 Niger and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Television Personalities to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
E-Dancer,
The Slackers,
Average White Band,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalann,
Jeff Mills,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry's Kids,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tomorrow,
Robert Wyatt,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shuggie Otis,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Smiths,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Offenders,
The Count Five,
The Pretty Things,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fluxion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rekid,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
Los Fastidios,
Throbbing Gristle,
LL Cool J,
Q65,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jandek,
Easy Going,
Little Man,
Parry Music,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Electric Prunes,
Desert Stars,
Kenny Larkin,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
Joensuu 1685,
Negative Approach,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
The Barracudas,
Cameo,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.