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 Azerbaijan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dorothy Ashby to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
The Smoke,
Easy Going,
Siglo XX,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
Darondo,
Country Teasers,
UT,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Searchers,
Don Cherry,
Subhumans,
Cluster,
Simply Red,
Bobby Sherman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angry Samoans,
Donny Hathaway,
Duran Duran,
Whodini,
The Red Krayola,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alice Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
Cecil Taylor,
Albert Ayler,
Jawbox,
Sex Pistols,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Barclay James Harvest,
Youth Brigade,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Lydon,
Matthew Halsall,
Section 25,
Kevin Saunderson,
F. McDonald,
The Grass Roots,
CMW,
Scion,
The Happenings,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rosa Yemen,
Spoonie Gee,
Alphaville,
Boz Scaggs,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra,
Leonard Cohen,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Index,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Idris Muhammad,
Rites of Spring,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.