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 Barbados and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Stetsasonic to the dance 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
The Kinks,
Au Pairs,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
Minnie Riperton,
Q65,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Foxx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Connie Case,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Slave,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Toasters,
Chris Corsano,
Patti Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Prince Buster,
The Pretty Things,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra,
Theoretical Girls,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
The Black Dice,
X-102,
Quando Quango,
Tom Boy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eli Mardock,
Kurtis Blow,
Andrew Hill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.