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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DNA to the funk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
Joensuu 1685,
Public Enemy,
Nils Olav,
Ken Boothe,
Kerri Chandler,
Warsaw,
Prince Buster,
E-Dancer,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Pere Ubu,
Qualms,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Television,
Lungfish,
Minutemen,
Jeff Mills,
48th St. Collective,
A Certain Ratio,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
LL Cool J,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Ice-T,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter and Kerry,
The Golliwogs,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxette,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
B.T. Express,
The United States of America,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
The Music Machine,
JFA,
Patti Smith,
Sixth Finger,
Scratch Acid,
Fatback Band,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
R.M.O.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The New Christs,
T. Rex,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Amon Düül,
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
Carl Craig,
Faraquet,
Gang of Four,
Hot Snakes,
Yusef Lateef,
Banda Bassotti,
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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.