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 Poland and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Blancmange,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Guru Guru,
Ultravox,
Aaron Thompson,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
Ituana,
Harmonia,
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Hill,
Audionom,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
Royal Trux,
The Young Rascals,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric Dolphy,
Echospace,
Little Man,
Spoonie Gee,
Marmalade,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-101,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Michelle Simonal,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
The Smiths,
Youth Brigade,
Scan 7,
the Germs,
Lou Christie,
EPMD,
Maurizio,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Holt,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Josef K,
Inner City,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sparks,
The Angels of Light,
The Seeds,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.