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 Vietnam and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gang of Four to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
Half Japanese,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Lou Christie,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
Aaron Thompson,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
U.S. Maple,
New York Dolls,
Black Sheep,
Q65,
The Remains,
James White and The Blacks,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Charles Mingus,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camouflage,
X-101,
Y Pants,
Aural Exciters,
Suburban Knight,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Halsall,
Intrusion,
Sixth Finger,
The Residents,
Unrelated Segments,
Young Marble Giants,
The Busters,
Blake Baxter,
Henry Cow,
Amazonics,
Dennis Brown,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
June Days,
Byron Stingily,
Bob Dylan,
Scientists,
Sparks,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
The Misunderstood,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Motorama,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
Juan Atkins,
Skriet,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.