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 Kyrgyzstan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Liliput to the techno 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
Cymande,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boz Scaggs,
The Techniques,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
DJ Style,
ABC,
Mission of Burma,
LL Cool J,
The Mummies,
The Moody Blues,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Wyatt,
Henry Cow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moss Icon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flipper,
Toni Rubio,
Charles Mingus,
Colin Newman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neu!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bill Near,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül II,
Crispy Ambulance,
H. Thieme,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dual Sessions,
The Standells,
The Zeros,
June of 44,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
The Divine Comedy,
La Düsseldorf,
Drexciya,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.