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 Philippines and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Idris Muhammad to the electroclash 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Flesh Eaters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
Jacques Brel,
Pussy Galore,
The Barracudas,
Lalann,
Nico,
World's Most,
The Beau Brummels,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swans,
The Raincoats,
Wings,
The Kinks,
Newcleus,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television Personalities,
Main Source,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fugazi,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Dead Boys,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Monks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Derrick Morgan,
the Bar-Kays,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pretty Things,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Clarke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Real Kids,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Funky Four + One,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
Mission of Burma,
Man Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.