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 Switzerland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Parry Music to the funk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Hill,
Sandy B,
Urselle,
Circle Jerks,
Qualms,
Brand Nubian,
The Young Rascals,
Skarface,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lakeside,
Neu!,
Zero Boys,
Zapp,
Goldenarms,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Sällskapet,
The Raincoats,
Dark Day,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABC,
The Monks,
Graham Central Station,
The Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
Gerry Rafferty,
UT,
Echospace,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Saints,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Davy DMX,
Radio Birdman,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Rekid,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Teasers,
the Normal,
The Count Five,
The Gories,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eddi Front,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.