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 Ivory Coast and from New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 David Bowie to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
U.S. Maple,
The Vogues,
Althea and Donna,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
Cluster,
World's Most,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
The Slits,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Roxette,
Amon Düül II,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tim Buckley,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Scion,
Terry Callier,
John Cale,
Sun Ra,
Man Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
a-ha,
EPMD,
H. Thieme,
48th St. Collective,
Ossler,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
Soft Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Godley & Creme,
Interpol,
Unrelated Segments,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
Rod Modell,
The Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T. Rex,
The Cure,
Joensuu 1685,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Normal,
Yaz,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Teasers,
John Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.