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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Eric B and Rakim to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Qualms,
Audionom,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick Morgan,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Unrelated Segments,
One Last Wish,
David Axelrod,
Mantronix,
The Music Machine,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
David Bowie,
The Black Dice,
Hot Snakes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wolf Eyes,
Jeff Lynne,
Erykah Badu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boredoms,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Young Rascals,
Unwound,
Talk Talk,
Leonard Cohen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
E-Dancer,
Lungfish,
Ohio Players,
Pagans,
Funkadelic,
The Invisible,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Tim Buckley,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fat Boys,
Don Cherry,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Pylon,
Faust,
The Happenings,
Sound Behaviour,
The Buckinghams,
The Last Poets,
KRS-One,
Zapp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.