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 Tunisia and from Lyon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Adolescents 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cymande,
Camouflage,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Roy Ayers,
Sight & Sound,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The United States of America,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terry Callier,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Raincoats,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Young Rascals,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
The Neon Judgement,
Graham Central Station,
Negative Approach,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
Ohio Players,
Todd Terry,
Rosa Yemen,
Los Fastidios,
The Sonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wire,
Black Sheep,
Wally Richardson,
Reagan Youth,
Buzzcocks,
Goldenarms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Misunderstood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sällskapet,
Banda Bassotti,
Blancmange,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arab on Radar,
The Selecter,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.