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 Monaco and from London.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Fania All-Stars,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
Massinfluence,
The Standells,
Maurizio,
Groovy Waters,
Goldenarms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Loose Ends,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Cybotron,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Lynne,
Bauhaus,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Görl,
Banda Bassotti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neu!,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sister Nancy,
Ultravox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pole,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
In Retrospect,
Excepter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Evens,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hardrive,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boredoms,
Model 500,
Yellowson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The American Breed,
This Heat,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.