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 Lebanon and from Tokyo.
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 Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 KRS-One to the jazz 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Accadde A,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joey Negro,
Sonny Sharrock,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lightning Bolt,
D'Angelo,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
48th St. Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Aloha Tigers,
Brick,
Sex Pistols,
The Velvet Underground,
Smog,
Clear Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Faust,
Ken Boothe,
Joe Smooth,
Letta Mbulu,
Excepter,
Soul II Soul,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Peter & Gordon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gladiators,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Godley & Creme,
Joyce Sims,
Popol Vuh,
T.S.O.L.,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Duran Duran,
The Black Dice,
Minny Pops,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Janne Schatter,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.