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 Equatorial Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Wally Richardson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
the Normal,
Country Teasers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Motions,
Barrington Levy,
The Music Machine,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
Maleditus Sound,
The Leaves,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Johnny Osbourne,
H. Thieme,
The Angels of Light,
Marshall Jefferson,
OOIOO,
Livin' Joy,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Lakeside,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
Black Pus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Buzzcocks,
Carl Craig,
the Slits,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Ituana,
Magazine,
Suburban Knight,
Funkadelic,
Charles Mingus,
Rapeman,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Index,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skriet,
Glenn Branca,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ohio Players,
Gastr Del Sol,
Altered Images,
Negative Approach,
Graham Central Station,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.