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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 FM Einheit to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
In Retrospect,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed,
Clear Light,
The Litter,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minor Threat,
Laurel Aitken,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cybotron,
Delta 5,
Fat Boys,
Ronan,
Bauhaus,
Adolescents,
Fela Kuti,
Con Funk Shun,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Parrish,
Brass Construction,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Can,
The Gladiators,
Maleditus Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Nirvana,
Sarah Menescal,
Aswad,
Pylon,
Archie Shepp,
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
Eli Mardock,
Idris Muhammad,
Freddie Wadling,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
Ultra Naté,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cymande,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
The Mojo Men,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.