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 Lithuania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Robert Palmer 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 Vladislav Delay to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
E-Dancer,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Starr,
Arcadia,
The Human League,
David Axelrod,
Dark Day,
The Durutti Column,
Monks,
Whodini,
the Human League,
Symarip,
Vladislav Delay,
The Leaves,
Television Personalities,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
R.M.O.,
The Beau Brummels,
Surgeon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Invisible,
Swell Maps,
Alison Limerick,
Pussy Galore,
Freddie Wadling,
Fat Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Intrusion,
Kaleidoscope,
Dennis Brown,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Das Ding,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Khruangbin,
Excepter,
Howard Jones,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Little Man,
Rod Modell,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David McCallum,
Junior Murvin,
Nik Kershaw,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.