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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Babytalk to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Maurizio,
Sound Behaviour,
Wasted Youth,
Fatback Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
Minnie Riperton,
Yaz,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
Todd Rundgren,
Guru Guru,
Los Fastidios,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moleskins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
Y Pants,
MC5,
Ronnie Foster,
The Grass Roots,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kayak,
New York Dolls,
Franke,
Model 500,
Accadde A,
The Kinks,
Sam Rivers,
Godley & Creme,
Mars,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Red Krayola,
Quantec,
Hashim,
Depeche Mode,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
The Birthday Party,
The Selecter,
The Monochrome Set,
Josef K,
Grauzone,
The Buckinghams,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Rod Modell,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
R.M.O.,
The Skatalites,
Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
Excepter,
The Zeros,
Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.