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 Georgia and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pet Shop Boys to the punk 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba 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 arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
cv313,
Clear Light,
Hoover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hashim,
Robert Wyatt,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Judy Mowatt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
Patti Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
Max Romeo,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Dawn Penn,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Rotary Connection,
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
Crime,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Victims,
Charles Mingus,
Organ,
Hardrive,
Josef K,
The Cramps,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Techniques,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
Marc Almond,
The Misunderstood,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maleditus Sound,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
EPMD,
Q and Not U,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
Accadde A,
Saccharine Trust,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.