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 Liechtenstein and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 La Düsseldorf to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quando Quango,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wally Richardson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Underground Resistance,
Ludus,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
The Velvet Underground,
Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zapp,
Eddi Front,
Aural Exciters,
Pussy Galore,
Peter & Gordon,
Vladislav Delay,
Youth Brigade,
Q and Not U,
Harmonia,
The Fortunes,
Japan,
Sarah Menescal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Babytalk,
Ohio Players,
The Techniques,
Rapeman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
The Count Five,
The Gap Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Average White Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rekid,
10cc,
Brick,
L. Decosne,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
June Days,
Amazonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Hot Snakes,
LL Cool J,
Funky Four + One,
Joyce Sims,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young,
Easy Going,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.