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 Russia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Pantaleimon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
Joyce Sims,
Marvin Gaye,
Dawn Penn,
Wolf Eyes,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Christie,
Kurtis Blow,
Sandy B,
Essential Logic,
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
Cluster,
the Sonics,
Roxette,
Camberwell Now,
The Offenders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Connie Case,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fall,
Newcleus,
T.S.O.L.,
Panda Bear,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
UT,
Don Cherry,
The Remains,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Absolute Body Control,
Excepter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Al Stewart,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
Supertramp,
Sugar Minott,
The Associates,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Average White Band,
X-101,
Livin' Joy,
Bobby Womack,
Blake Baxter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Electric Prunes,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.