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 Ireland and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mission of Burma to the rock 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster,
Japan,
JFA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ten City,
The Techniques,
Aswad,
Colin Newman,
La Düsseldorf,
Los Fastidios,
The Knickerbockers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
Surgeon,
Pierre Henry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
U.S. Maple,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
The Zeros,
The Vogues,
Lightning Bolt,
Toni Rubio,
Grey Daturas,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gap Band,
Porter Ricks,
The Evens,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül II,
Harry Pussy,
The Grass Roots,
Sonic Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Au Pairs,
The Smiths,
Rosa Yemen,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
Faust,
Fat Boys,
Minny Pops,
the Bar-Kays,
Danielle Patucci,
Magazine,
The Angels of Light,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
The Golliwogs,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.