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 Maldives and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mad Mike to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Infiniti,
the Normal,
Arcadia,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Halsall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rakim,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
Babytalk,
Al Stewart,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
10cc,
The Golliwogs,
The Smiths,
Ice-T,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Throbbing Gristle,
MC5,
John Foxx,
Lower 48,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra,
The Residents,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
The Slits,
Spoonie Gee,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Angry Samoans,
The American Breed,
The Moody Blues,
the Human League,
Magazine,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Green,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.