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 Serbia and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Archie Shepp to the techno 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
In Retrospect,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blancmange,
Ponytail,
the Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
cv313,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
John Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
Japan,
Sex Pistols,
Groovy Waters,
Gang Green,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Althea and Donna,
David Axelrod,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Zeros,
Al Stewart,
UT,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Outsiders,
Q and Not U,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Newcleus,
Mo-Dettes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mummies,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
Radiopuhelimet,
Isaac Hayes,
Pagans,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Flash Fearless,
The Real Kids,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
Yazoo,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Marshall Jefferson,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.