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 Brunei and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 The Litter to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
Sun Ra,
Essential Logic,
Rakim,
The Wake,
Anakelly,
The Red Krayola,
Ludus,
Model 500,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
Roxy Music,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick Morgan,
New Age Steppers,
Das Ding,
The Moleskins,
The Angels of Light,
Qualms,
Judy Mowatt,
Duran Duran,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Human League,
The Cure,
Iggy Pop,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
EPMD,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
Talk Talk,
Smog,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
Erasure,
Joe Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.