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 Germany and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Zapp to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Albert Ayler,
Isaac Hayes,
Infiniti,
Toni Rubio,
Ponytail,
Jeff Mills,
The Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Stetsasonic,
The Trojans,
Audionom,
Bobby Sherman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
Qualms,
The Evens,
Dead Boys,
Warsaw,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
Cameo,
Marc Almond,
Oblivians,
Flipper,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Scrapy,
Quando Quango,
The Count Five,
Ultra Naté,
The Gories,
Skarface,
Electric Prunes,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
Pole,
Sparks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smiths,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marshall Jefferson,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.