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 Hungary and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the grime 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
Model 500,
The Red Krayola,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Vogues,
Blake Baxter,
the Human League,
Prince Buster,
Yusef Lateef,
Tears for Fears,
Tom Boy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Human League,
Sparks,
Cecil Taylor,
James White and The Blacks,
Andrew Hill,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Banda Bassotti,
Al Stewart,
Radiohead,
Smog,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gabor Szabo,
Warren Ellis,
Country Teasers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
PIL,
K-Klass,
the Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
UT,
Skaos,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
Rekid,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
Nick Fraelich,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Wells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Con Funk Shun,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lungfish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.