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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chrome to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lungfish,
The Move,
Soulsonic Force,
Yellowson,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
UT,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
The Blues Magoos,
Donny Hathaway,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick Morgan,
Ronnie Foster,
Tears for Fears,
Traffic Nightmare,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
Judy Mowatt,
Bob Dylan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Swans,
Anakelly,
The Sonics,
The Zeros,
Fluxion,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Clear Light,
The Saints,
Urselle,
Dark Day,
Patti Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Royal Trux,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
The Slackers,
Hardrive,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Index,
Josef K,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.