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 Belgium and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 DNA to the grunge 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joyce Sims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ken Boothe,
the Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Youth Brigade,
B.T. Express,
Soul II Soul,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barry Ungar,
Desert Stars,
Jawbox,
The Last Poets,
Minny Pops,
Darondo,
Altered Images,
The Seeds,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
Pussy Galore,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Kinks,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick May,
Ronan,
Gong,
Popol Vuh,
Stockholm Monsters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mummies,
kango's stein massive,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sparks,
The Litter,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
The Dirtbombs,
The Stooges,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Sherman,
Niagra,
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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.