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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Fad Gadget to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn,
New York Dolls,
Kenny Larkin,
The Music Machine,
Can,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Janne Schatter,
Intrusion,
Silicon Teens,
The Angels of Light,
Mantronix,
Althea and Donna,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Skriet,
Funkadelic,
10cc,
Heaven 17,
DJ Style,
Yazoo,
Alice Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Lalo Schifrin,
LL Cool J,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MDC,
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
The Mummies,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Letta Mbulu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
FM Einheit,
Reagan Youth,
Swans,
The Searchers,
Monks,
Quando Quango,
Crooked Eye,
Susan Cadogan,
Rites of Spring,
Groovy Waters,
Guru Guru,
Josef K,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.