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 Liberia and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 Shoche to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
Terry Callier,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doors,
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
June Days,
Urselle,
Simply Red,
Prince Buster,
Stetsasonic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Pus,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
Moby Grape,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
Fat Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Byrd,
Von Mondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Gichy Dan,
Supertramp,
A Certain Ratio,
Jerry's Kids,
Hashim,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stereo Dub,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Young Rascals,
The Durutti Column,
Gastr Del Sol,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Brass Construction,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Josef K,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.