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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 JFA to the crunk 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Derrick May,
New York Dolls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Toni Rubio,
Roger Hodgson,
The Invisible,
Roxy Music,
Freddie Wadling,
Ken Boothe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pretty Things,
Josef K,
Andrew Hill,
The Raincoats,
Steve Hackett,
New Age Steppers,
The Walker Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Popol Vuh,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Order,
Youth Brigade,
The Wake,
The Mummies,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bronski Beat,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Surgeon,
Excepter,
The Divine Comedy,
Fugazi,
The Gun Club,
The Residents,
Yaz,
Jeff Lynne,
Brass Construction,
Crime,
Heaven 17,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sound,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
Gong,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Starr,
Sun City Girls,
Camouflage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sound Behaviour,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.