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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Prince Buster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sight & Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
Don Cherry,
Godley & Creme,
Japan,
Zero Boys,
Cluster,
Alphaville,
Crooked Eye,
Nico,
Television,
Soul II Soul,
Roger Hodgson,
The Barracudas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Golliwogs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacob Miller,
Stereo Dub,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Kinks,
The Mojo Men,
Technova,
the Fania All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zapp,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
Con Funk Shun,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scan 7,
Cybotron,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare,
Dead Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Rapeman,
The Tremeloes,
Trumans Water,
48th St. Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neu!,
Rotary Connection,
Arcadia,
Mission of Burma,
Spoonie Gee,
Simply Red,
Thompson Twins,
MC5,
David McCallum,
Au Pairs,
The Smoke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.