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 Solomon Islands and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mummies,
ABC,
Barrington Levy,
Loose Ends,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Byron Stingily,
Chrome,
Chris Corsano,
Main Source,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul II Soul,
Jeff Mills,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
Bad Manners,
Joyce Sims,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Womack,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
F. McDonald,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Görl,
Pantaleimon,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Livin' Joy,
Boz Scaggs,
Intrusion,
Rosa Yemen,
Darondo,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fela Kuti,
Jeru the Damaja,
Trumans Water,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lightning Bolt,
Liliput,
Morten Harket,
The Selecter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thee Headcoats,
Quantec,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.