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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Eli Mardock to the grime 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Marshall Jefferson,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Faust,
Janne Schatter,
The Searchers,
Ronnie Foster,
Index,
Darondo,
Sun City Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
The Music Machine,
Mandrill,
The Invisible,
Ronan,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
The Smiths,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Morten Harket,
Cymande,
Symarip,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Almond,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Organ,
Liliput,
Underground Resistance,
Cal Tjader,
the Swans,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tom Boy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Chris & Cosey,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
Skriet,
cv313,
Minor Threat,
Junior Murvin,
Surgeon,
Aloha Tigers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
Warsaw,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.