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 Latvia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Eurythmics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Pantaleimon,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
The Associates,
Hot Snakes,
Alison Limerick,
Sparks,
Popol Vuh,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
Absolute Body Control,
Thee Headcoats,
Ten City,
Smog,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The American Breed,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aloha Tigers,
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MDC,
Curtis Mayfield,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
The Blackbyrds,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
Kayak,
Joe Finger,
Whodini,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
Average White Band,
Morten Harket,
Mandrill,
Arthur Verocai,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Holt,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blues Magoos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter,
Bill Wells,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wally Richardson,
Stetsasonic,
The Red Krayola,
Althea and Donna,
Saccharine Trust,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Buckinghams,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.