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 Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
The Fire Engines,
Slave,
Henry Cow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lower 48,
Black Sheep,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
Smog,
Cluster,
Cymande,
Barrington Levy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
JFA,
The Mummies,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
Deadbeat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
Al Stewart,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
Soft Machine,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Camouflage,
Sugar Minott,
Metal Thangz,
The Fugs,
Black Moon,
Neil Young,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Laurel Aitken,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kurtis Blow,
kango's stein massive,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
FM Einheit,
Rapeman,
Loose Ends,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alison Limerick,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantaleimon,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
Roxy Music,
Swans,
Public Enemy,
Minor Threat,
Minnie Riperton,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.