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 Sierra Leone and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Derrick Morgan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monks,
Brick,
In Retrospect,
Sight & Sound,
Surgeon,
Erykah Badu,
the Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
Infiniti,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fuzztones,
the Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Joy Division,
Black Pus,
Das Ding,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jeff Mills,
Reuben Wilson,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Urselle,
Man Parrish,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
The Music Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Barbara Tucker,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q and Not U,
Duran Duran,
New York Dolls,
Ten City,
Mars,
The Velvet Underground,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Drexciya,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.