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 Swaziland and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Smiths 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Desert Stars,
Harmonia,
Jeff Lynne,
Youth Brigade,
Franke,
Cymande,
Gong,
Reagan Youth,
The Associates,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
John Lydon,
The Move,
Technova,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slits,
Hasil Adkins,
Anthony Braxton,
The Neon Judgement,
R.M.O.,
Icehouse,
Brand Nubian,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Whodini,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Pierre Henry,
David Bowie,
Severed Heads,
Black Pus,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
In Retrospect,
Archie Shepp,
Thompson Twins,
Kayak,
The Music Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Inner City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Enemy,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.