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 Ghana and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Motorama to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms,
Soul II Soul,
Desert Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Misunderstood,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suicide,
Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eden Ahbez,
DNA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Bowie,
Underground Resistance,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
Mo-Dettes,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris & Cosey,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Massinfluence,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Livin' Joy,
The Toasters,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears,
Duran Duran,
Fear,
Dead Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joy Division,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Man Parrish,
Schoolly D,
Cheater Slicks,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Drexciya,
These Immortal Souls,
One Last Wish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.