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 Brazil and from New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Crash Course in Science to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Pantytec,
Godley & Creme,
Minny Pops,
Swans,
Albert Ayler,
Colin Newman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Grass Roots,
Donald Byrd,
Goldenarms,
Alphaville,
Kerri Chandler,
Rakim,
Fat Boys,
Japan,
Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pulsallama,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Whodini,
Bluetip,
Sarah Menescal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alice Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sandy B,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks,
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
Cheater Slicks,
D'Angelo,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
The Saints,
Bobby Sherman,
Kas Product,
The Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Evens,
Sister Nancy,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Green,
Sonic Youth,
Rapeman,
Dennis Brown,
Severed Heads,
Cymande,
The Smiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oneida,
The Wake,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.