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 Eritrea and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Cymande to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Mad Mike,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moleskins,
DJ Style,
Danielle Patucci,
Ituana,
Arab on Radar,
Barbara Tucker,
Tim Buckley,
Colin Newman,
Au Pairs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
The Seeds,
Essential Logic,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terry Callier,
Ronnie Foster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Alton Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
The Techniques,
Infiniti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
Eli Mardock,
Theoretical Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Unrelated Segments,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Wells,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joey Negro,
Icehouse,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dirtbombs,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
Kenny Larkin,
Banda Bassotti,
Organ,
Circle Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Robert Wyatt,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.