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 Congo and from Lille.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Pierre Henry to the rap 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Monolake,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
8 Eyed Spy,
D'Angelo,
Gang Green,
Faraquet,
the Association,
the Human League,
Josef K,
David Bowie,
John Cale,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Little Man,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Depeche Mode,
Lalo Schifrin,
Theoretical Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Smooth,
A Certain Ratio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monochrome Set,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
Quantec,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang of Four,
Robert Görl,
Ronnie Foster,
Rakim,
Nirvana,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ten City,
Drexciya,
Oneida,
Scratch Acid,
Delta 5,
KRS-One,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Barracudas,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
The Raincoats,
Yazoo,
The Walker Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
The United States of America,
These Immortal Souls,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.