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 Antigua and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Arab on Radar to the dance 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Buzzcocks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Maleditus Sound,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül II,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Godley & Creme,
Rufus Thomas,
Skaos,
Scott Walker,
The Human League,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers,
Cecil Taylor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
The Mojo Men,
JFA,
Ludus,
Neu!,
Mandrill,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Wyatt,
In Retrospect,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
The Leaves,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radiopuhelimet,
Technova,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cure,
Quantec,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
The Litter,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
Piero Umiliani,
Nico,
David Axelrod,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Velvet Underground,
Unrelated Segments,
Skriet,
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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.