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 Angola and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Swans to the techno 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Donald Byrd,
David Bowie,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare,
Shoche,
Alison Limerick,
Yellowson,
The Residents,
ABC,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sandy B,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun City Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Soul II Soul,
Agent Orange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funkadelic,
Camouflage,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Robert Wyatt,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra,
Bluetip,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
The Moleskins,
Severed Heads,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pretty Things,
Radiopuhelimet,
Alphaville,
Lucky Dragons,
Desert Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Matthew Bourne,
Youth Brigade,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gories,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pylon,
Massinfluence,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Suicide,
Maurizio,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.