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 Philippines and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Gang Dance to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
The Toasters,
Gang Green,
F. McDonald,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The J.B.'s,
Tears for Fears,
Aloha Tigers,
Donald Byrd,
Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Erykah Badu,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dual Sessions,
The Busters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sound Behaviour,
Joyce Sims,
Aswad,
U.S. Maple,
A Certain Ratio,
Kayak,
The Victims,
Intrusion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Boredoms,
Joy Division,
Sam Rivers,
Peter and Kerry,
Gichy Dan,
H. Thieme,
Leonard Cohen,
The Golliwogs,
Lyres,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DNA,
Ken Boothe,
Bob Dylan,
K-Klass,
Joe Finger,
Animal Collective,
The Pretty Things,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxette,
The Blackbyrds,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.