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 Japan and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Rod Modell to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
Swell Maps,
The Durutti Column,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
Livin' Joy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agitation Free,
The Fire Engines,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Los Fastidios,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Music Machine,
Oneida,
Kurtis Blow,
Mad Mike,
Connie Case,
T. Rex,
Godley & Creme,
Groovy Waters,
Lakeside,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Barrington Levy,
Qualms,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young,
Spoonie Gee,
Soft Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Visage,
The Beau Brummels,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monks,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul Sonic Force,
Parry Music,
Ludus,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.