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 Honduras and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Agitation Free to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Organ,
Black Sheep,
The Slits,
Livin' Joy,
China Crisis,
The Doors,
Moby Grape,
Wire,
Donald Byrd,
Johnny Osbourne,
Essential Logic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Byrd,
Stockholm Monsters,
Glenn Branca,
Slick Rick,
Alice Coltrane,
Dual Sessions,
Alison Limerick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-101,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Modern Lovers,
Can,
X-102,
Flipper,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Newcleus,
Marvin Gaye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yusef Lateef,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Deepchord,
The Slackers,
The Monochrome Set,
Little Man,
Neil Young,
Cal Tjader,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Howard Jones,
Magazine,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.