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 Spain and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Von Mondo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Erasure,
Japan,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
Thompson Twins,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Camberwell Now,
A Certain Ratio,
Massinfluence,
Roxy Music,
Peter and Kerry,
The Evens,
The Young Rascals,
Buzzcocks,
David Axelrod,
Arthur Verocai,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Byron Stingily,
Cymande,
Robert Wyatt,
Sight & Sound,
The Cowsills,
Black Bananas,
Ken Boothe,
Stereo Dub,
Pantaleimon,
Malaria!,
The Remains,
Scan 7,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terry Callier,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fad Gadget,
The Knickerbockers,
Niagra,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Gang Dance,
Goldenarms,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soft Machine,
DJ Style,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Section 25,
Crime,
Anthony Braxton,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers,
Spandau Ballet,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.