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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Alison Limerick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
June Days,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Technova,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Icehouse,
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bob Dylan,
Bush Tetras,
Public Enemy,
Skaos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Remains,
Monks,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Isaac Hayes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Misunderstood,
Erykah Badu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Banda Bassotti,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sight & Sound,
Magazine,
Michelle Simonal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Normal,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
Television,
The Mojo Men,
Pharoah Sanders,
Outsiders,
Ultra Naté,
The Gap Band,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
The Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Inner City,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.