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 Djibouti and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
The Searchers,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Procol Harum,
Gang of Four,
Pole,
The Count Five,
Underground Resistance,
China Crisis,
John Holt,
Little Man,
Brick,
The New Christs,
Sugar Minott,
the Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick May,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Sneak,
Rakim,
Sex Pistols,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liliput,
Gang Starr,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aloha Tigers,
Pantytec,
The Dead C,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television Personalities,
Country Teasers,
Slick Rick,
Nas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Urselle,
Morten Harket,
A Certain Ratio,
Dawn Penn,
Darondo,
New York Dolls,
Lucky Dragons,
Todd Rundgren,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Five Americans,
K-Klass,
Eric Copeland,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.