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 Venezuela and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Animal Collective to the dance 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Ponytail,
Massinfluence,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
EPMD,
The Grass Roots,
The Smiths,
Althea and Donna,
The Evens,
Peter and Kerry,
Japan,
Newcleus,
Lakeside,
the Germs,
Scion,
Roxy Music,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
Freddie Wadling,
Bootsy Collins,
Joyce Sims,
the Swans,
Terry Callier,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Y Pants,
June Days,
The United States of America,
Monks,
Amon Düül II,
Prince Buster,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
Max Romeo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marcia Griffiths,
Groovy Waters,
The Skatalites,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Piero Umiliani,
Sonny Sharrock,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joensuu 1685,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.