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 Benin and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Sister Nancy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Kayak,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Roxette,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
Schoolly D,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
Blancmange,
The Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
Swell Maps,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barry Ungar,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Monolake,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Youth Brigade,
Porter Ricks,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erykah Badu,
Donald Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
The Standells,
Intrusion,
Cecil Taylor,
Davy DMX,
The Gap Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Q and Not U,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grauzone,
The Human League,
June Days,
Aswad,
Anthony Braxton,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.