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 Cambodia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the crunk 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy Collins,
Junior Murvin,
David McCallum,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hoover,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pierre Henry,
Bluetip,
Public Enemy,
Lower 48,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-Ray Spex,
Darondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Oneida,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter & Gordon,
Malaria!,
Los Fastidios,
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
cv313,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Stetsasonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
the Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
ABBA,
Sugar Minott,
The Slackers,
Man Eating Sloth,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pop Group,
The Wake,
Joey Negro,
Nick Fraelich,
The Invisible,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
Jerry's Kids,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Bauhaus,
The Last Poets,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Germs,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.