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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 The Human League to the funk 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Organ,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Massinfluence,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Monolake,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
the Soft Cell,
This Heat,
Flipper,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Adolescents,
Ituana,
the Germs,
The Doors,
The Leaves,
Joe Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Copeland,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
Don Cherry,
Spoonie Gee,
Dead Boys,
Minor Threat,
Robert Görl,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Jawbox,
The Index,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lightning Bolt,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
Excepter,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
Surgeon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
The Slits,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mars,
The Cowsills,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.