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 Chile and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Mo-Dettes to the crunk 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Skatalites,
Danielle Patucci,
Cal Tjader,
This Heat,
The Motions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Average White Band,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-Ray Spex,
Lakeside,
The Associates,
Man Parrish,
The Invisible,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
Ice-T,
Soul II Soul,
Half Japanese,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jacob Miller,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
Talk Talk,
Bronski Beat,
Grauzone,
Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed,
David McCallum,
the Slits,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacques Brel,
Surgeon,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
The Grass Roots,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Victims,
Y Pants,
The Modern Lovers,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.