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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alison Limerick,
Niagra,
Gang Green,
Lower 48,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Graham Central Station,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Brand Nubian,
The Slackers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Seeds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Knickerbockers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone,
Suicide,
China Crisis,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Intrusion,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Gastr Del Sol,
Slave,
R.M.O.,
The Kinks,
H. Thieme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
L. Decosne,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
David Axelrod,
Crash Course in Science,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ponytail,
Theoretical Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
Public Enemy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Subhumans,
Rod Modell,
Fela Kuti,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.