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 Philippines and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Misunderstood to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
10cc,
Joensuu 1685,
Tom Boy,
Ludus,
Lou Reed,
FM Einheit,
Arab on Radar,
Junior Murvin,
Brothers Johnson,
June Days,
Mandrill,
Neu!,
The Smoke,
Boz Scaggs,
Marmalade,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Sneak,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
Glenn Branca,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
Jacob Miller,
Fugazi,
Dead Boys,
Quantec,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Mills,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
The Music Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Cameo,
Scratch Acid,
Rotary Connection,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Juan Atkins,
Tomorrow,
Motorama,
The Walker Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters,
B.T. Express,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Leaves,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alison Limerick,
Blancmange,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.