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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 World's Most to the dance 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shoche,
The Stooges,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hardrive,
the Normal,
Charles Mingus,
Hot Snakes,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erasure,
Subhumans,
Dead Boys,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Association,
Sight & Sound,
Cluster,
Average White Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hashim,
Audionom,
June Days,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
CMW,
Malaria!,
MC5,
The Gladiators,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nico,
Rekid,
cv313,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Urselle,
The Human League,
Curtis Mayfield,
Massinfluence,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
John Holt,
Skaos,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
Sound Behaviour,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.