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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 Black Bananas to the grime 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moebius,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Joensuu 1685,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Dead Boys,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
Smog,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
The Electric Prunes,
Cheater Slicks,
Vladislav Delay,
Qualms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Black Dice,
Blake Baxter,
Agent Orange,
Ken Boothe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Fatback Band,
Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siglo XX,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
The New Christs,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
Guru Guru,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
The Seeds,
Japan,
The Selecter,
Patti Smith,
Moby Grape,
Mo-Dettes,
Heaven 17,
Delta 5,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Junior Murvin,
Y Pants,
the Germs,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.