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 Ghana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Excepter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
New York Dolls,
a-ha,
Scott Walker,
Young Marble Giants,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Main Source,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Beau Brummels,
Ice-T,
Ten City,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Dawn Penn,
The Dirtbombs,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q and Not U,
Tres Demented,
Fela Kuti,
Thee Headcoats,
Pulsallama,
Toni Rubio,
Angry Samoans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
New Order,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Monks,
Hashim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Human League,
The Saints,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erasure,
The Cowsills,
The Angels of Light,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Goldenarms,
The Names,
Electric Prunes,
Pole,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül,
Aural Exciters,
T.S.O.L.,
Inner City,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers,
Al Stewart,
John Lydon,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.