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 Nigeria and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 Todd Terry to the punk 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Mills,
8 Eyed Spy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Model 500,
Little Man,
The Knickerbockers,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Matthew Halsall,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
The Associates,
Audionom,
The Leaves,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Can,
The Saints,
The Remains,
Wire,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
Blancmange,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cybotron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Coltrane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joey Negro,
Faraquet,
EPMD,
Derrick Morgan,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q and Not U,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
F. McDonald,
R.M.O.,
Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cure,
Chris & Cosey,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
Saccharine Trust,
Pole,
Don Cherry,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Newcleus,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.