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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Prince Buster to the rock 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
Qualms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Peter & Gordon,
Ronan,
Mission of Burma,
Fear,
Andrew Hill,
The Count Five,
The Gap Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mark Hollis,
The Star Department,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brothers Johnson,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
Wasted Youth,
Average White Band,
Sandy B,
Reagan Youth,
Siglo XX,
Section 25,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cal Tjader,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Interpol,
the Slits,
Crash Course in Science,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dirtbombs,
Basic Channel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dawn Penn,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Infiniti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
Procol Harum,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.