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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Young Rascals to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
The Stooges,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
Joy Division,
Eden Ahbez,
In Retrospect,
Y Pants,
Urselle,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Altered Images,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Mantronix,
The Busters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moss Icon,
Fela Kuti,
The Fugs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Techniques,
Gang Green,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
The Index,
The Smoke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skaos,
Sällskapet,
Mars,
Swans,
The Associates,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Gang Gang Dance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Coltrane,
The Kinks,
K-Klass,
Aloha Tigers,
Robert Wyatt,
Yaz,
Deepchord,
John Cale,
Procol Harum,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.