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 Singapore and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
The Gap Band,
Brass Construction,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soft Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television,
Schoolly D,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Pantaleimon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cymande,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
Popol Vuh,
Colin Newman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Nas,
John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Sun City Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joey Negro,
Agent Orange,
Wings,
Cluster,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Misunderstood,
Q65,
The Wake,
Traffic Nightmare,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Johnny Clarke,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
Skriet,
The Motions,
Tubeway Army,
Fat Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faraquet,
The Tremeloes,
a-ha,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gong,
Pole,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.