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 Yemen and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Pop Group to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Ponytail,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cameo,
In Retrospect,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fuzztones,
Nirvana,
Warsaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minnie Riperton,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Sneak,
Wasted Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Man Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Bang On A Can,
David Axelrod,
the Bar-Kays,
CMW,
UT,
Tomorrow,
the Swans,
Ten City,
Organ,
Jerry's Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hoover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
Quando Quango,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Victims,
Joe Smooth,
A Certain Ratio,
Outsiders,
Ronan,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Newcleus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Hood,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
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.