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 Peru and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the punk 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach,
Procol Harum,
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Five Americans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Prince Buster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
David Bowie,
Magma,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Black Bananas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Teasers,
Circle Jerks,
Soulsonic Force,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Frankie Knuckles,
cv313,
The J.B.'s,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marmalade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
The Cowsills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
Mandrill,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Aaron Thompson,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eli Mardock,
Eden Ahbez,
Leonard Cohen,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Selecter,
Yaz,
Rakim,
Jerry's Kids,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.