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 the UAE and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
Cymande,
Todd Terry,
Arcadia,
Shuggie Otis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs,
Lee Hazlewood,
JFA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
The Tremeloes,
The Kinks,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
Bob Dylan,
Boredoms,
Young Marble Giants,
Maleditus Sound,
Kurtis Blow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Normal,
Pere Ubu,
Connie Case,
The Monks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Laurel Aitken,
Colin Newman,
Cheater Slicks,
MDC,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Agitation Free,
The Move,
The Fall,
Janne Schatter,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Christie,
Idris Muhammad,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Buzzcocks,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.