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 Tanzania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bowie to the grunge 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
Lyres,
The Beau Brummels,
Groovy Waters,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blues Magoos,
Loose Ends,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
The Trojans,
Interpol,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Liliput,
Robert Görl,
R.M.O.,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Isaac Hayes,
Gong,
Aloha Tigers,
June of 44,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
The Black Dice,
The Smoke,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Motions,
Main Source,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Radiohead,
Lucky Dragons,
The Zeros,
Fad Gadget,
The Dead C,
Jacques Brel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scratch Acid,
Mo-Dettes,
The United States of America,
Radio Birdman,
Grauzone,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.