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 Israel and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mojo Men,
Bootsy Collins,
Glenn Branca,
Fatback Band,
Sonic Youth,
Simply Red,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
The Motions,
Radio Birdman,
Godley & Creme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hardrive,
Joyce Sims,
Cameo,
Wally Richardson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Organ,
Porter Ricks,
Joensuu 1685,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Roxy Music,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fuzztones,
Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
Yusef Lateef,
Rites of Spring,
Country Teasers,
The Selecter,
Judy Mowatt,
The Barracudas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cymande,
Eden Ahbez,
Main Source,
MC5,
Spoonie Gee,
Bluetip,
Qualms,
Panda Bear,
A Certain Ratio,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.