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 Mauritania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Wells to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk,
Youth Brigade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
D'Angelo,
Funkadelic,
Faraquet,
The Sound,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
Adolescents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chrome,
Newcleus,
The Smiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fortunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Mills,
X-Ray Spex,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Patti Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
World's Most,
Stiv Bators,
Cal Tjader,
Procol Harum,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pole,
Skaos,
Smog,
The Shadows of Knight,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
The Angels of Light,
Minnie Riperton,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Smooth,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aural Exciters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pulsallama,
Don Cherry,
The Stooges,
Fugazi,
Andrew Hill,
Arcadia,
Todd Terry,
Yazoo,
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.