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 Finland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Inner City to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
The Walker Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mars,
Interpol,
Circle Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
Groovy Waters,
The Dead C,
Mo-Dettes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scrapy,
Theoretical Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lee Hazlewood,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hashim,
Underground Resistance,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Supertramp,
Pulsallama,
the Slits,
Fat Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
CMW,
The Evens,
Jerry's Kids,
Roxette,
Max Romeo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Au Pairs,
Roxy Music,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
Thee Headcoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
KRS-One,
Carl Craig,
Boz Scaggs,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lindisfarne,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slave,
Public Enemy,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.