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 Algeria and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 F. McDonald to the electroclash 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sonic Youth,
Ossler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Barracudas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Judy Mowatt,
Magma,
Maleditus Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Pierre Henry,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Halsall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agitation Free,
The Music Machine,
Sandy B,
Skriet,
Trumans Water,
Funky Four + One,
Gong,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gories,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dual Sessions,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Aswad,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yazoo,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
FM Einheit,
Lightning Bolt,
Rapeman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
Heaven 17,
Black Pus,
The Cure,
Circle Jerks,
Surgeon,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sugar Minott,
Arthur Verocai,
Brass Construction,
Fela Kuti,
Carl Craig,
Brand Nubian,
Basic Channel,
Spoonie Gee,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.