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 Poland and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Pierre Henry to the electroclash 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
ABBA,
Nick Fraelich,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru,
Nik Kershaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Tremeloes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lungfish,
The Raincoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Jandek,
Tom Boy,
Jacques Brel,
Scan 7,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
X-102,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultravox,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
Jacob Miller,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Average White Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kurtis Blow,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
The Beau Brummels,
Eric Dolphy,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Laurel Aitken,
Sexual Harrassment,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mr. Review,
Grauzone,
Mantronix,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barry Ungar,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Halsall,
Yazoo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Starr,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.