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 Costa Rica and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lou Reed to the techno 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Hardrive,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
B.T. Express,
X-102,
Eli Mardock,
Marvin Gaye,
Aural Exciters,
The Angels of Light,
The Vogues,
In Retrospect,
It's A Beautiful Day,
One Last Wish,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Faraquet,
Organ,
Flash Fearless,
The Gun Club,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Colin Newman,
Tres Demented,
The Divine Comedy,
The Knickerbockers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonic Youth,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Beau Brummels,
Supertramp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
Alison Limerick,
Hasil Adkins,
The Moleskins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fad Gadget,
Jawbox,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick May,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Index,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cluster,
Qualms,
Technova,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.