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 Niger and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Echospace to the dance 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
New Order,
Brothers Johnson,
Moby Grape,
Mr. Review,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cecil Taylor,
Brand Nubian,
Drexciya,
Panda Bear,
Iggy Pop,
Sun City Girls,
Scientists,
Pylon,
David Axelrod,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Davy DMX,
Godley & Creme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sound Behaviour,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Monochrome Set,
Ralphi Rosario,
Carl Craig,
Gichy Dan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Buckinghams,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Jandek,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boredoms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magazine,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Qualms,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roxette,
Crooked Eye,
Excepter,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Sherman,
The Neon Judgement,
Desert Stars,
Grauzone,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlback,
CMW,
The Zeros,
Soft Cell,
Charles Mingus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reagan Youth,
This Heat,
Sixth Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.