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 Saudi Arabia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 Stereo Dub 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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Blake Baxter,
Nils Olav,
Animal Collective,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Easy Going,
Judy Mowatt,
Liliput,
The Velvet Underground,
The Angels of Light,
Eli Mardock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pop Group,
Minnie Riperton,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
David Axelrod,
Urselle,
Suburban Knight,
Anakelly,
ABC,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
Parry Music,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Warren Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
Cluster,
Fat Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Pere Ubu,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mantronix,
Section 25,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
Henry Cow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
EPMD,
Quando Quango,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fear,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Buckinghams,
CMW,
Harpers Bizarre,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.