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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 The Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Franke,
Ice-T,
U.S. Maple,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fire Engines,
Unwound,
Stetsasonic,
Sällskapet,
Urselle,
The New Christs,
Pagans,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Index,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Qualms,
Freddie Wadling,
Oblivians,
Stiv Bators,
The Gladiators,
The Pretty Things,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Terry,
Man Parrish,
Bad Manners,
the Swans,
Visage,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
The Motions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monks,
Howard Jones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barry Ungar,
The Pop Group,
Heaven 17,
Duran Duran,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scratch Acid,
Liliput,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Anakelly,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.