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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Howard Jones to the crunk 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
The Zeros,
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo,
Flipper,
Scion,
Marc Almond,
Josef K,
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Qualms,
Amazonics,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
JFA,
The Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dave Gahan,
Niagra,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Angry Samoans,
June Days,
Tomorrow,
the Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magazine,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fluxion,
Nas,
Mantronix,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Underground Resistance,
The Trojans,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
Y Pants,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Parrish,
Smog,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
The Index,
Grauzone,
Mo-Dettes,
Lower 48,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.