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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Niagra to the funk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
The Dirtbombs,
The Modern Lovers,
the Germs,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oneida,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Clarke,
Mr. Review,
Henry Cow,
Slave,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
Circle Jerks,
Outsiders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats,
Ohio Players,
Archie Shepp,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-102,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Cale,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barbara Tucker,
Procol Harum,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lucky Dragons,
Hoover,
Kurtis Blow,
The Barracudas,
The Mummies,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Music Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
David Axelrod,
Robert Hood,
Cluster,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultravox,
ABBA,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.