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 Barbados and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 E-Dancer to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dead C,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ponytail,
Mo-Dettes,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Christie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David McCallum,
DNA,
The Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Angels of Light,
The Beau Brummels,
Rotary Connection,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Selecter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Los Fastidios,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nation of Ulysses,
FM Einheit,
Joensuu 1685,
Dead Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Symarip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Model 500,
Royal Trux,
Silicon Teens,
John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young,
The Kinks,
Absolute Body Control,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Moby Grape,
Ice-T,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.