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 Qatar and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeff Lynne,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Theoretical Girls,
Adolescents,
the Soft Cell,
EPMD,
the Swans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gerry Rafferty,
Malaria!,
The Fall,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun City Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Cybotron,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Von Mondo,
The Monochrome Set,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wasted Youth,
Easy Going,
The Music Machine,
Rod Modell,
Silicon Teens,
Skarface,
Aswad,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
KRS-One,
DJ Style,
Kaleidoscope,
Liliput,
Zero Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
The Selecter,
John Lydon,
Half Japanese,
Agitation Free,
Moss Icon,
Popol Vuh,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joyce Sims,
Junior Murvin,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.