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 Haiti and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Doobie Brothers 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
One Last Wish,
Fela Kuti,
Junior Murvin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Rapeman,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kas Product,
Rufus Thomas,
Ken Boothe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Germs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pussy Galore,
Ronan,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Radiohead,
Toni Rubio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
K-Klass,
Lower 48,
Boz Scaggs,
Adolescents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
June of 44,
D'Angelo,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music,
Colin Newman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Los Fastidios,
Arcadia,
Thee Headcoats,
Byron Stingily,
Gang Starr,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Easy Going,
The Searchers,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
The Names,
Yusef Lateef,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.