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 Andorra and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Porter Ricks,
Rufus Thomas,
Donald Byrd,
John Lydon,
The Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Tommy Roe,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
Country Teasers,
Can,
Bang On A Can,
The Angels of Light,
Bluetip,
Siglo XX,
The Move,
Section 25,
The Names,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Piero Umiliani,
Moby Grape,
Funkadelic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jandek,
The Fuzztones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fire Engines,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quando Quango,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slits,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Bourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
Bobby Womack,
Neu!,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Monochrome Set,
Max Romeo,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hot Snakes,
Al Stewart,
the Fania All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
E-Dancer,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.