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 Nepal 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stetsasonic to the grime 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glambeats Corp.,
Duran Duran,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Near,
DJ Style,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pole,
Desert Stars,
Carl Craig,
Half Japanese,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
Chris Corsano,
Blossom Toes,
cv313,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Rotary Connection,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Pretty Things,
Lower 48,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Adolescents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Martian,
Ultravox,
Lungfish,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Urselle,
Lindisfarne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fatback Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kas Product,
The Kinks,
The Walker Brothers,
Magma,
Mandrill,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
The Names,
Peter & Gordon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Human League,
Can,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.