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 Switzerland and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jeff Mills to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
Iggy Pop,
Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quantec,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Royal Trux,
The Velvet Underground,
LL Cool J,
Judy Mowatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Wyatt,
The Vogues,
The Busters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Birthday Party,
10cc,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Don Cherry,
Skriet,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül,
Japan,
The Invisible,
World's Most,
Jimmy McGriff,
Malaria!,
Intrusion,
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
Josef K,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeff Mills,
Theoretical Girls,
Excepter,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
Alice Coltrane,
John Holt,
Trumans Water,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Associates,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Hot Snakes,
Harmonia,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.