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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Carl Craig to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin 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 rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
Reuben Wilson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eve St. Jones,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Aaron Thompson,
Zero Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Crispian St. Peters,
Schoolly D,
Audionom,
KRS-One,
Black Flag,
Scion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vladislav Delay,
Smog,
The Wake,
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Birthday Party,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Angels of Light,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Lydon,
Lower 48,
Grauzone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
Radio Birdman,
Reagan Youth,
The Gories,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Susan Cadogan,
The Moody Blues,
The Seeds,
The Smiths,
Mark Hollis,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stiv Bators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang of Four,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.