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 Mauritius and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 David McCallum to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vainqueur,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tommy Roe,
Make Up,
Tears for Fears,
The Doors,
Stiv Bators,
Frankie Knuckles,
Shoche,
Crime,
The Cramps,
La Düsseldorf,
UT,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Associates,
Bobby Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Modern Lovers,
Tom Boy,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Moon,
Sam Rivers,
Rapeman,
Marc Almond,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pere Ubu,
Lower 48,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
The New Christs,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
Intrusion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Slits,
Sonic Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roger Hodgson,
The Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
Marine Girls,
Cybotron,
The Blackbyrds,
The Real Kids,
Goldenarms,
The Motions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cameo,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.