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 Madagascar and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pop Group,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skarface,
Massinfluence,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Average White Band,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
U.S. Maple,
The Gladiators,
Dennis Brown,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Bootsy Collins,
Joyce Sims,
LL Cool J,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
Interpol,
Alton Ellis,
Kenny Larkin,
Wasted Youth,
The Slits,
Donald Byrd,
Mandrill,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scratch Acid,
Q and Not U,
Tubeway Army,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rapeman,
Arcadia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
John Cale,
Pere Ubu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Quantec,
The Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
The Motions,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.