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 South Africa and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin 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 Yusef Lateef to the crunk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Barrington Levy,
The Beau Brummels,
Brass Construction,
The Dead C,
Janne Schatter,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Qualms,
Davy DMX,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Todd Rundgren,
Todd Terry,
David McCallum,
Vladislav Delay,
Funkadelic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry's Kids,
The Move,
In Retrospect,
The Red Krayola,
The Shadows of Knight,
Malaria!,
The Misunderstood,
The Residents,
Eric Dolphy,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sällskapet,
Rotary Connection,
Byron Stingily,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantytec,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
Wolf Eyes,
Shuggie Otis,
Roger Hodgson,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Animal Collective,
Slick Rick,
Easy Going,
The Moleskins,
Eden Ahbez,
Pussy Galore,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.