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 Botswana and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the rock 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Ronan 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Gang Gang Dance,
Idris Muhammad,
Accadde A,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
Section 25,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pagans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brothers Johnson,
10cc,
Cymande,
Organ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABC,
Bad Manners,
Technova,
This Heat,
UT,
The Searchers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slave,
Von Mondo,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantaleimon,
the Bar-Kays,
Marvin Gaye,
the Human League,
Blancmange,
The Toasters,
Fugazi,
OOIOO,
Boz Scaggs,
Prince Buster,
Barry Ungar,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiohead,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Trojans,
Sparks,
The Real Kids,
Crooked Eye,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Happenings,
Procol Harum,
The Blackbyrds,
the Swans,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
The Vogues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.