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 Finland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James White and The Blacks to the techno 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slick Rick,
Circle Jerks,
Cluster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sound,
FM Einheit,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Joensuu 1685,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
The Techniques,
Bill Wells,
The Black Dice,
Ice-T,
Grey Daturas,
Anthony Braxton,
Janne Schatter,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Newcleus,
the Normal,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
Pierre Henry,
Reagan Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Spandau Ballet,
Jandek,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brothers Johnson,
Tubeway Army,
Bush Tetras,
Todd Terry,
The Searchers,
The Vogues,
Dead Boys,
Wings,
Ludus,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erykah Badu,
Rod Modell,
Cheater Slicks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.