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 Grenada and from New York.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Monks 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Mantronix,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
Angry Samoans,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Style,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thompson Twins,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
Maurizio,
Marine Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Scrapy,
Aural Exciters,
Alice Coltrane,
Matthew Halsall,
Mission of Burma,
Rekid,
Sandy B,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cybotron,
The Litter,
Banda Bassotti,
Mars,
Flamin' Groovies,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Bar-Kays,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mo-Dettes,
Das Ding,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
The Vogues,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Icehouse,
Ohio Players,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chris Corsano,
Average White Band,
Eli Mardock,
The Beau Brummels,
Juan Atkins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Derrick May,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sister Nancy,
Skaos,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.