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 Belarus and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 The Happenings to the electroclash 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Five Americans,
MC5,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Standells,
cv313,
Scott Walker,
Crooked Eye,
Harmonia,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fall,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Germs,
Porter Ricks,
Parry Music,
Mr. Review,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Evens,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
The Buckinghams,
Ohio Players,
The Leaves,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smoke,
Chris & Cosey,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Parrish,
Mad Mike,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
Erykah Badu,
Sound Behaviour,
Sugar Minott,
The Techniques,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
Franke,
Danielle Patucci,
Khruangbin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Birthday Party,
Tears for Fears,
Underground Resistance,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Das Ding,
Blake Baxter,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.