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 Niger and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 Infiniti to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Detroit Cobras,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
Sonic Youth,
Aswad,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ossler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Frankie Knuckles,
PIL,
Sandy B,
Tres Demented,
Suicide,
Tubeway Army,
Essential Logic,
10cc,
Chrome,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unrelated Segments,
Lalann,
Amon Düül II,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soft Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Camberwell Now,
The Count Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sam Rivers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mojo Men,
Sight & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Sneak,
Wire,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fear,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Funkadelic,
Crime,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Cell,
Fatback Band,
Mars,
The Walker Brothers,
The Slits,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young,
Soul II Soul,
Index,
The Vogues,
Outsiders,
Janne Schatter,
John Holt,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.