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 Somalia and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
Brothers Johnson,
Cameo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Green,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
Icehouse,
Audionom,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
Slick Rick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Names,
Jacob Miller,
Joey Negro,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Malaria!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Animal Collective,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Skatalites,
The Barracudas,
Echospace,
Brass Construction,
Dead Boys,
Ronan,
Anthony Braxton,
Bluetip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pierre Henry,
Graham Central Station,
Rotary Connection,
Funky Four + One,
Yaz,
The Red Krayola,
The Trojans,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Lower 48,
Erasure,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dave Gahan,
Tim Buckley,
Grauzone,
Scan 7,
Althea and Donna,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.