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 Monaco and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Iggy Pop to the grime 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks 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?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Hasil Adkins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grauzone,
Fatback Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pagans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Copeland,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hot Snakes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Black Dice,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moby Grape,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Camberwell Now,
Fad Gadget,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Searchers,
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
Deepchord,
Ken Boothe,
10cc,
Soft Machine,
Heaven 17,
Suicide,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul II Soul,
Japan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
The Mojo Men,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.