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 Ethiopia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Smoke to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
Panda Bear,
Minor Threat,
Main Source,
Ornette Coleman,
Connie Case,
Grauzone,
Shoche,
Peter and Kerry,
Niagra,
Letta Mbulu,
Alice Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Nico,
Lindisfarne,
Howard Jones,
Skaos,
The Gladiators,
The Martian,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chrome,
In Retrospect,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
Cameo,
Mark Hollis,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare,
Hashim,
Amon Düül II,
Faust,
Byron Stingily,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Ronan,
Moebius,
One Last Wish,
Morten Harket,
Skriet,
Symarip,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smiths,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.