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 Cyprus and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Sister Nancy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Animal Collective,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Camouflage,
Infiniti,
Soft Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Symarip,
Jawbox,
Arcadia,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
Matthew Bourne,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quando Quango,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Bananas,
Robert Hood,
Subhumans,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Q and Not U,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
June of 44,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Ice-T,
Kas Product,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
Newcleus,
R.M.O.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Minnie Riperton,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
The J.B.'s,
Lakeside,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crash Course in Science,
Au Pairs,
Brothers Johnson,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultravox,
The Cowsills,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.