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 Cuba and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Simply Red to the dance 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Buzzcocks,
Radiohead,
Stiv Bators,
Massinfluence,
Make Up,
The Offenders,
A Certain Ratio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Rundgren,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
Public Enemy,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Bourne,
Tubeway Army,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Graham Central Station,
La Düsseldorf,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
The Cowsills,
The Sound,
Supertramp,
Deepchord,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
UT,
Yusef Lateef,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-101,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
D'Angelo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Goldenarms,
Livin' Joy,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cymande,
Faust,
One Last Wish,
Gong,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.