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 Grenada and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Black Flag to the grime 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doobie Brothers,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Selecter,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erasure,
Los Fastidios,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Ultravox,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Franke,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
The American Breed,
Malaria!,
ABBA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
This Heat,
The Fall,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
Peter & Gordon,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visage,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Martian,
Sugar Minott,
Blossom Toes,
Derrick May,
Joyce Sims,
The Leaves,
Wire,
Amazonics,
Von Mondo,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Donald Byrd,
The Beau Brummels,
Boogie Down Productions,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
The Fugs,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiopuhelimet,
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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.