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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Q and Not U,
Althea and Donna,
Brick,
the Swans,
The Divine Comedy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Names,
Radiohead,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
Brass Construction,
The Move,
Piero Umiliani,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Kinks,
Carl Craig,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anakelly,
Make Up,
Bad Manners,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Los Fastidios,
The Black Dice,
The Techniques,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ornette Coleman,
Danielle Patucci,
Heaven 17,
Agent Orange,
The Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Osbourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Godley & Creme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Magma,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Trumans Water,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.