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 Croatia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Lucky Dragons to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Goldenarms,
Radio Birdman,
Minnie Riperton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Soft Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eli Mardock,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Mills,
Aaron Thompson,
In Retrospect,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warsaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Cale,
the Normal,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
Agitation Free,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
Kaleidoscope,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cramps,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
China Crisis,
The Young Rascals,
The Slits,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxette,
Fugazi,
Kerri Chandler,
Depeche Mode,
Organ,
Joy Division,
Parry Music,
Funkadelic,
Eddi Front,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erasure,
Sound Behaviour,
Gong,
Howard Jones,
Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Chrome,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
Deepchord,
Dark Day,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.