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 Pakistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Index to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Khruangbin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling,
Silicon Teens,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
Matthew Bourne,
Minny Pops,
Pylon,
48th St. Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brick,
Slave,
Kayak,
Jeru the Damaja,
Desert Stars,
Faraquet,
Deepchord,
Schoolly D,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric Dolphy,
Loose Ends,
Mary Jane Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moody Blues,
Trumans Water,
Scrapy,
The Walker Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
DJ Sneak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gap Band,
Pulsallama,
Aaron Thompson,
Stiv Bators,
Angry Samoans,
Radio Birdman,
Depeche Mode,
Sam Rivers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Archie Shepp,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Japan,
Connie Case,
Babytalk,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Star Department,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
The J.B.'s,
Sandy B,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.