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 Vietnam and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 David Bowie 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 Motions 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
Jacques Brel,
Cal Tjader,
Parry Music,
Reagan Youth,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Groovy Waters,
The Golliwogs,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dead C,
Man Eating Sloth,
Inner City,
Johnny Clarke,
Magazine,
Scrapy,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Radio Birdman,
DJ Sneak,
The Remains,
Wings,
Carl Craig,
Scan 7,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tommy Roe,
Brick,
Hashim,
Bootsy Collins,
Au Pairs,
Gang Green,
Mission of Burma,
Khruangbin,
Liliput,
Qualms,
Brothers Johnson,
Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Human League,
Audionom,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Man Parrish,
Iggy Pop,
L. Decosne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
Don Cherry,
Matthew Bourne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.