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 Venezuela and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Maurizio to the punk 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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Gichy Dan,
The Fall,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Rotary Connection,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Bananas,
Blossom Toes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Average White Band,
Black Sheep,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cure,
The American Breed,
Desert Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
Camouflage,
Loose Ends,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Steve Hackett,
Janne Schatter,
The Young Rascals,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Halsall,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blancmange,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Dark Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Alison Limerick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Associates,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Rundgren,
Television Personalities,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
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Quantec,
Unrelated Segments,
Urselle,
Quadrant,
Black Pus,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.