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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eden Ahbez,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pantaleimon,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
The Pop Group,
Camouflage,
Letta Mbulu,
Aswad,
Panda Bear,
Buzzcocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Technova,
Tres Demented,
Rod Modell,
Faust,
Suburban Knight,
Soft Cell,
UT,
Reagan Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
Guru Guru,
Althea and Donna,
Depeche Mode,
June of 44,
Johnny Clarke,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Josef K,
Scion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Modern Lovers,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Surgeon,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Normal,
Yaz,
Howard Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dead C,
Index,
Neil Young,
Lakeside,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.