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 Romania and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Neu! 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
New York Dolls,
Intrusion,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
48th St. Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bob Dylan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agent Orange,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
Country Teasers,
The Remains,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ludus,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lower 48,
Aswad,
Au Pairs,
The Slits,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Cell,
Fad Gadget,
Faust,
The Litter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Christie,
Blancmange,
Dark Day,
Zapp,
Mission of Burma,
Connie Case,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Laurel Aitken,
The Victims,
The Standells,
Boz Scaggs,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
Tubeway Army,
Girls At Our Best!,
Japan,
KRS-One,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.