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 Mauritius and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 cv313 to the funk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Derrick May,
Wasted Youth,
Motorama,
Amazonics,
Erykah Badu,
Bluetip,
Peter & Gordon,
Sam Rivers,
H. Thieme,
Ice-T,
Camberwell Now,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deakin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
X-102,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Popol Vuh,
The Fuzztones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Lynne,
The Black Dice,
The Red Krayola,
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
LL Cool J,
Jawbox,
PIL,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
The Angels of Light,
Monolake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Davy DMX,
The Knickerbockers,
The Durutti Column,
Babytalk,
Aural Exciters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Clarke,
The Beau Brummels,
The Toasters,
Fat Boys,
AZ,
The Standells,
Vainqueur,
The Count Five,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
The Buckinghams,
Eli Mardock,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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.